Last week was another classically Allie week — broke my cell phone (Yes, that is the second one in the past three months. Motorola and I are not friends.), dealt with a broken down car, and maybe had a little breakdown myself. If good things don’t start happening soon, I don’t know what I’m going to do!
On a brighter note, I have a new cell phone, and my car’s problem was limited to the battery. However, I had to have my car towed to the Saturn dealership for me to find that out because the people at a certain auto parts store do not know how to properly test batteries. Thanks for telling me it’s not the battery, y’all. Oh, wait … that’s exactly what it was.
Despite all the bad things, the good news is that I’m still alive, and I finally got paid for my work at the radio station this summer — whoo! Now all I have to do is deposit that check and go get my car … and read this awful, awful book for my night class.
Love y’all, mean it.
