saturday starts up. ...with an alarm. who the fuck decided saturday was sooo nice, that it needed alarmts attached to it? not i, says the rob.
alarm goes off at 8, and man duzzat hurt. i'm in the shower, doin my sleep thing. i get out, i get dressed, then i'm in the car on the way to the church where my lil sister is getting pinned. its this lil graduation-like ceremony for nursing majors that takes place 2 days before graduation but does not take the place of going to graduaion.
on the way, i get kamphausen'd. getting kamphausen'd means that you're family thinks you're retarded, so they try every possible way to contact you, to find out where, exactly, you are. "are you there yet?" "where are you?" "why did you go that way?"
i getta call from 2 sisters, and 2 parents. all four are separate calls, and all four take place in a 14 minute span.
kamphausen'd.
thankfully, i heard and knew about none of'em, cuz i was blasting jams in new logan, while doing 90 on the parkway.
