The anxiety is kicking in about my court date on Monday. What if something really terrible happens and the judge throws me in cuffs and I end up in jail eating bread and water and showering with twenty other convicts in a communal shower? I feel like acting really crazy in front of the judge. I think I'll sob the entire time. I don't mean shed a few tears, I mean hardcore, hyperventilating wails. Orange definitely is not my color and I feel like jail uniforms are very scratchy. Just thinking about wearing one gives me anxiety. On a brighter note Grey's returns to my sad little life tomorrow night. This gives a whole new meaning to the song lyrics "Hold on for one more day." Word to the wise: Never drink an entire bottle of "Pink Truck" pink wine by yourself. You will black out and yell at the guy you like on the street for no good reason. You will also wake up with bar scars and no recollection of how they got there. Your best friend will relay stories about the ridiculous voicemails you left her in the wee hours of the night. I must retire to my bed for now but a little announcement before we part ways:
IF ANYONE READING THIS IS IN THE CHARLOTTE NC AREA... PLEASE KEEP A LOOK OUT FOR LOLA & MISCHA. LOLA IS A LIGHT BROWN AND MISCHA IS WHITE. THEY DO NOT HAVE COLLARS AND THEY GOT OUT OF THE YARD THIS AFTERNOON.
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Brandi wanted to know why I had a court date.... Maybe you could make it a little more obvious as to who is writing the post. I guess the Posted by- Caroline at the end isn't noticeable.
Lola is looking "ruff"
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