Am having a pretty sucky day for my day off. Had to get up early to feed the damn dog, and spent 15 minutes trying to get teh door open because the lock was stuck or something. By the time I had fed the dog and let it out and back in, I couldn't get back to sleep. So I decided to pick up my books on hold at the library and grab myself some lunch at the Bread Company. When I pulled into the parking lot, it was full, but the Bread Co. lot is the worst lot ever because it's so small and if you go all the way in to the full lot, there's really not place to turn around. So I tried and ended up scraping the back of the car on this freakkin' wall. So now the new car is scratched on the back, and my Mom will probably kill me dead. I dont' really know how bad the scratch is because I don't really know about car scratches, but all day I've felt absolutely so terrible I can't bring myself to even go out again today. At least I didn't scratch another car. Or at least I don't think I did, but really that's just me freaking out considering I simply bumped up against the wall, not really hit it. Blarg. I suck ass.

I did, on the other hand, pick up Lolita and The Other Boleyn Girl to read, so I can go back to losing myself in my books. Damn my sister leaving the tv on Next Top Supermodel. I don't even LIKE the damn show. Or the concept. And even less on Tyra Banks. And yet here I am, watching it for about 2 hours now. STupid television.