it's like that movie...
my parents have gone off to san francisco. their flight was at 6am so they had to leave before we finished at the club. and they don't get back until friday, so that means i have to take care of things during the week, like be there to open the door when the guy comes to fix the air conditioner on tuesday. only, dad didn't leave me the key, so i called a few minutes after he left and was like, uhh, key? they didn't really have the time to turn around and drop it off with me, so he was like we'll leave it for you at the rest area. cause there's a rest area as soon as you get on the turnpike. uhh, ok. so i go. it's 5:30, the sun is up, and i'm prowling around the parking lot looking for a key they left me under a bench. it was funny, weird and neat. i felt like i was in a movie, only in the movies, we wouldn't have been on cell phones talking to each other during the whole thing.

ok, bedtime.