so I'm here at the impound with marvin (my ex), who has been a treasure because he has given me his car to drive for the past two days while mine is sitting at the impound. I went to city hall and paid all the fines yesterday but could not pick it up because the impund closes at 3:45. what fucking office closes that early? when i was leaving work yesterday, i was leaving to pick faben up from school. so when i found out that my car was gone, i had to call marvin to go get her from school. in the mean time she her school bus came and she called my work and cell to tell me, but my battery was near dead so i didn't know it rang. he was running around the school like a mad man, looking for faben who was already gone, while i'm calling him crying and yelling about my missing car and kid. when i finally figured out what happened he picked me up from city hall and ended up being an hour late for work because of my mess. so he gave me his car and said that i can keep it for yesterday and today and he would find a ride home from work.

so I get here (the impound) today and I tell the guy that I'm ready to pick up the car and he says fine but I hope you have a tow truck because your inspection is expired.

are you fucking kidding me!?!? I didn't even notice!

so thankfully I had hundai roadside assistance from the warranty that you get when buying a new car. i'm sure it is not intended for towing cars from impounds b/c your car is not inspected, but i just told them that it would not start and gave them the address of the impund. i figured i'd deal with the tow guy when he arrived. and when he did, he was super cool and was like i'll just tow you down the road and then let you go and you can go on your merry way. and i said cool, and reached for my keys, and realized that i didn't even bring them!

wtf!

so he tows it to marvins house and then we have to go back to get my keys at work and drive back to his house and then finally this nightmare is over. if it werent for him, i would have been totally fucked. thankfully, he puts up with my drama and lets what ever comes out of my mouth go in one ear and come right out of the other.

and so he concludes this two day adventure with "so do i get any ass out of this, or what?"

i am ready to leave work this afternoon and walk outside and am ready to go to my car when i realize that my car is not there.

my heart took a swim into my stomach.

they booted and towed my car!

fuck!

i can't believe what a fucking looser i am. i really didn't think they would do it.

pay your parking tickets, people.

hee hee...my mom says i make mashed potatoes with boys heads. it's so cute....you have to imagine a little round woman with a thick polish accent yell at me when i'm on the phone....."Yvonna, why are you make mashed potato in his head!?!?!?

no mom, he was baked long before he was mashed....hee hee

I got a ticket and am on the plane. they upgraded me to first class for free!! I totally got the hook up. i'll be eating filet mignon for dinner and drinking champagne, peaches! good bye, everyone!

I wrote this on my phone so excuse the speeling and grammar.

so no, I'm not in paris yet. because of the storm everything is still jacked up. I get to the airport yesterday to get paper tickets (us stand by people have to get boarding passes when flying international ahead of time) and its about 2:30 pm. the agent tells me that the six o'clock flight that I was planning to take is not going to philly anymore. philly is backed up for days because of the ice from the storm andthey only have 8 gates that are working. WTF! she tells me that the 3pm is delayed till 4:15 and I should try to catch that. I didn't have anything with me yet. I hadn't gone home from work yet and so I had to haul ass back to tonawanda to get my luggage and faben. we get back to the airport and get through security and to the gate on time. when they begin boarding I get a glimmer of hope because I hear them saying that there are only 28 passangers (its a small 37 seat plane). so I'm thinking I'm golden when the agent tells me that the flight is weight restricted and they'll only be taking 30. unfortunately there were a few REAL passangers on the standby list and so a couple of suits get on instead of me. so now I'm sitting at the airport thinking what the fuck do I do. there are no more flight to philly. do I go home or do I go somewhere else to try to get to philly. as I'm sitting there the agent makes an announcement saying that anyone who is going to philly needs to go to the ticket counter because ther are NO seats to philly FOR THE NEXT FIVE DAYS!!

I was like wtf? so I figure I should go to bwi and maybe take a train to philly. the agent put us up in first class for free. usually I have to pay $20 but I guess he was feeling generous. good thing he did. I got placed there with a group of hotshots who were desperate to get to philly. they all started making phone calls and had a limo waiting to pick them up at the airport. the invited me and faben to come along. I said that I cannot afford a limo, but they said that its all covered. so we got a free luxury ride to philly and arrived at about 10:20. the paris flight left at 9:37.

so my mom was able to book a hotel for us with her holiday inn points. I was surprised that they let her do it on such a short notice. but we once again lucked out cuz every single hotel in the area was booked and the ones that weren't were $200 a night. I was able to get a 2pm check out today , so we will be packing up soon and heading back to the airport. I wanted to go to the city and do some stuff, butits 5 degrees here so it won't be happening.

if I don't get on that flight tonight, I will be coming home.

i'll keep you guys updated.

i hate the fact that so many of the people i know read this journal, because i am now not able to write all that i would like. i have stuff that i'd like to share, but i can't. (and no, its not about anyone other than i, tony!)

i do wish i could keep my mouth shut sometimes!

this is what I get for my valentines day.

I finally got a haircut. its been a year and a half. last time I got it cut was way back in oct 05'. I think there was a post about that disaster, but no pictures. I wanted a new cut because 1. it was so limp and boring and sloppy and 2. I wanted a stylish cut for paris.

so here it is!
btw, these pics looked a lot brighter on my phone, so i'm sorry they're so dark here.

and as you can also see, that i have NOT made my bed.

here is faben's new piece, which she refuses to post herself and which i had to steal.