i was awoken at the ungodly hour of almost 10:45 last night by a call for the honda. he said he just heard about it*. he was asking me about it and was really upset that it didn't have air conditioning** he also told me i'd never get what i wanted for it. until i told him i had equivalent offers out of state. and then he offered to trade for it. so he wants it, but not enough to actually pay for it. it was a little strange, but then i was asleep. he offered a 99 ford ranger as a trade. according to matt the 99 ranger is junk, so that's a no deal. maybe we'll see how high he'll go for cash. he said he's driving a red automatic with air so probably he has no idea what he's talking about.
the bulk of my evening was spent going through my closet. grace and reid are going to be getting a whole bunch of stuffed animals. and chairman meow has a new place to hide from the realty agent. i've been cleaning quite a bit lately. it helps me escape reality. in reality i sent a resume to a really great possibility in town for ten grand more than i make now. i'm trying really hard to pretend that it's not a possibility until i get a call. trying realllllly hard. when i told matt about it his eyes almost fell out of his head. it would be great. and now i'm going to get back to the classifieds and try to forget about this great opportunity until the phone rings.


*see how bad he wanted it, he called me on a weekday at 10:45...read desperation (or maybe he's just an asshole)
**firstly, you live in fucking maine. granted if you drive to rhode island in august you will feel like you are being cooked slowly like a pig with an apple in it's mouth(unless you take the top off and go route one) but mainers rarely cross the state line so that's not a big deal. secondly, and this part pisses me off just a little, a/c slows these cars down and who the fuck wants that? clearly he doesn't know shit about del sols because no one wants one with air conditioning.