Amidst the chaos of my life, I’ve gotten the book away to two more agents. As for the car, I’m currently stuck in limbo… the insurance company made me an offer, but until I get the title in the mail from my loan company, I’m stuck. Hooray for bureaucracy.
Bengals get a week off, and then it’s the dreaded Colts. The undefeated Colts. One thing is absolutely certain for me about this game: one of the two teams is going to come away highly embarrassed.
I voted today!
And I’m really tired, so this journal is all over the place.
You should never judge a book by its cover. However, today on the bus, I learned that there’s a good chance that if a man smells like alcohol, you shouldn’t stand too close to him in the aisle when the bus starts moving, because he’s bound to fall down drunk and smell like poo. Actually , this isn’t really a rule that would apply to all men who smell like alcohol and ride the bus. Just the one guy who almost fell on the woman sitting next to me.