pobrecita stone face

my darling locked her keys in her car late late last night. and now we're trying to figure out what to do. i think she's going to take my car and then somehow we're going to get her key from blue hill or call aaa tomorrow. i guess. and then i'm going to walmart to make 6 million copies of that key. i asked mary about the slim jim things that you can open doors with, but apprently they don't sell them here, unlike in New Hampshire where there are no laws and anyone can buy a slim jim. my dad has tons. but sadly they are too far away.
i tried the glasses again, as they match my outfit perfectly and i would look super cute, but alas they make me feel too weird. i hate that i can't figure out what's wrong with them. i really hope it's not just the prescription.
i just found out i'm expected to give up multiple evenings to learn about our new products. atleast i get paid and mileage for it. i wonder if they'll have snacks. i hate banking.