i'm afraid to make a certain statement on so many levels. so instead i'll list the following concerns--and aided with my title above--hope you get the gist.
1. what if it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy?
2. what if it isn't the aforementioned--and really fate?
3. most of all. to combine the fear further--what if it's just plain true. there's just been so many incidents with vehicles in general.
i must have been even more tired than i thought when i got home from dirty jersey because. clod that i am. i left the interior lights on. yes. most of you should know what that means! nothing good. so today, i woke up, on the first day of my vacation and couldn't get my car to start. i was actually going to run to my biggest account real quick and do a little work. i think i'll put it off until tomorrow however because i am just not in the mood anymore. i might change my mind in a few hours. who knows. i do have to see them sometime this week though--while i am on a technical vacation.
and i have to make a ton of calls. i suppose i may as well do this now while i wait for aaa to come jump my car.
on another note. i have had diarrhea for 2 days now. i wonder if it's some bug. i feel fine otherwise...
and i watched the ama's last night--mostly because all they do now is perform. i remember back in the day--they did maybe 4 performances and mostly read awards. i suppose in the ongoing war for ratings--it's best to have performances--cause--well--it worked on me, right?
tonight--i am going to watch a documentary called nerakhoon: the betrayal. it's about a lao family that escapes war-torn laos to nyc. should be interesting. my next blog will undoubtedly be about that. i hope it is a good assessment.
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what level of statement are you afraid to make? the level that has you being cursed in general? incidents with vehicles, incidents with breaking your bones from running into things and people, incidents with spilling things on yourself and others, incidents with you breaking every pair of sunglasses you steal from me, must I go on? gosh jen, you're just cursed in every level imaginable.
angry sisters. man. they just won't let you forgettttttt. ha!
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