It's O-oh-verrr!
May. 1st, 2007 05:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jenny_wildcatA day earlier than I had originally anticipated, I have turned in my last school project! It's not official yet, but I'm all but done. Now, I'm just waiting for Saturday to roll around so I can walk at graduation and then go out into the Big Real World!!!! (scary)
But until that time, there are stories to tell that is funny now, even though I was incredibly panicked when it was happening.
[now, on the outset, if my typing gets a little erratic and weird, my roommate is in here with her boyfriend playing a computer game and she keeps suddenly screaming and it's at weird places , so I keep losing my train of thought. Apologies in advance -- I'm just too lazy to get up and move. And she needs to primp?]
Yesterday, I was scheduled for a job interview in Salt Lake. My plan was to leave Logan Sunday night, spend the night at our house in town and then just go to my interview. The problem was that my car was not licensed (my licensing had expired the end of March) and I was afraid to drive it into Salt Lake. My mom had left her Suburban at the house because they had left it in town to get fixed, but it was fine (we thought). She told me just to take that and when I got back, I could go get my car licensed. The only thing the Suburban needed was a little bit of gas, but that wasn't a problem. So, I stopped for gas at 9:15 am -- plenty of time to make the 30 minute trip to SLC and to my interview -- when I noticed that one of the Suburban tires was flat. It wasn't too bad and I figured that I could put some air in it and be fine.
Yeah, that didn't work. Right after I filled it up, it started going flat faster. I was only ten minutes away from the house where my Explorer was and I was running late AND I couldn't get hold of anybody (9:30 Monday morning -- everyone's at this weird thing called work). I figured I could hobble back, get my car and take my chances with the law. That didn't work either. Five miles from the gas station, the tire in question blew out. I was stuck on the highway in a skirt and I was panicked because I really, really, REALLY wanted this job and I had made a special trip down to do this and everything was going to pieces. I called my dad in a panic; he called the tire store and reamed them out because this was a brand new tire. Then, he called someone to come get me and just told me to leave the Suburban, get to Salt Lake and get the job. At least I had the presence of mind to call the people and tell them that I was going to be a touch late.
So, I caught a ride to Salt Lake and the interview. It went okay; I only ended up being fifteen minutes late, so I guess I'm glad I left the house so early (under normal circumstances, it only takes about twenty minutes to get from the house to Salt Lake). The interview went well and I got home okay. On my way back, we passed the Suburban and the tire guys were there working on it and -- I assumed, by the fact that they had a tow truck there -- they were going to take it back to the store and put a new tire on it and I didn't have to worry about the darn thing.
After I got my car licensed (which, I wouldn't have been in this mess if I had just had my car licensed), I stayed at the house for a while and worked on my final project and then I got ready to leave about 5:00. Again, I was along the same highway when what should I see, but the Suburban, still sitting on the side of the road! I thought that the tire guys were going to take it back, but I guess they just fixed it and left it. And here I was, trying to make it out of Dodge. So, I called my grandma, met her at her house, she took me back to the highway (and almost rear-ended a Taurus with her Hummer -- yes, my 72 year old grandmother owns a Hummer; that is freaking awesome, but not when she takes her foot off the brake at a red light), I took the Suburban back to our house, she took me back to her house and I was FINALLY on my way, but this was at 6:30 -- it takes me two hours to get to Logan and "24" starts at 8:00. You do the math. Add the fact that I got stuck in traffic from the I-215/I-15 interchange all the way to Centerville. Wildcat was not a happy kitty when she didn't make it home in time to watch Jack rescue Audrey from herself.
I am grateful for Fox OnDemand on the Channel 13 website, though. I got to watch last night's episode this morning. Doyle has been upgraded from complete bastard to jackass. It took him a half a season to get what some people still haven't gotten: when Jack says he has a better plan, HE HAS A BETTER PLAN, DAMMIT!! If that idiot shrink doctor guy had started pumping Audrey full of drugs, Jack wouldn't be the only one on Daddy Heller's hit list. (in response: everything can't be complete sunshine and daisies at the end of the 21st episode of the season of 24. Something has to go to crap and I guess this plot point is the best one for people to come back to for... but that doesn't mean I have to like it! C'mon Jimmy, you've been around Jack long enough to know better... wait a minute... *amends opinion after re-reading the beginning of this paragraph*)
We need Bill! CTU is going to crap under Nadia. She's okay for a band-aid, but this is NOT the time for a band-aid. I'd rather have Karen fall than Bill anyway. Tom's come a long way since the first episode; he can handle things in the White House.
I knew Lisa was a dirty slut, but I didn't know how bad it truly was. Earth to Daniels: she wasn't after you for your body (*heebie jeebies*) For once, the mole isn't a much-loved character at CTU. It's finally someone we really don't like anyway. On that note as well: Tom's "I need to take a shower" look after Daniels came clean was priceless. If ever someone could capture the feelings of the audience, that was it.
Where did Chloe go?!!! We've got some hostile Chinese looking for a computer geek. This does not look good for our little socially-awkward-yet-adorable-tech-support. Then again, this could put her on even footing with poor Morris. Not the best way to fix a relationship, but the fans will take anything at this point.
The only bad thing about watching last night ep online was that I didn't have the preview for next week. I tried looking for it on YouTube, but no luck. If anyone has a link, I would appreciate it. I do NOT want to have to sit through American Idol to catch a glimpse of next week's "24" (American Idol=the end is truly near).
Apologies for the long entry, but I have a lot to say today.
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
But until that time, there are stories to tell that is funny now, even though I was incredibly panicked when it was happening.
[now, on the outset, if my typing gets a little erratic and weird, my roommate is in here with her boyfriend playing a computer game and she keeps suddenly screaming and it's at weird places , so I keep losing my train of thought. Apologies in advance -- I'm just too lazy to get up and move. And she needs to primp?]
Yesterday, I was scheduled for a job interview in Salt Lake. My plan was to leave Logan Sunday night, spend the night at our house in town and then just go to my interview. The problem was that my car was not licensed (my licensing had expired the end of March) and I was afraid to drive it into Salt Lake. My mom had left her Suburban at the house because they had left it in town to get fixed, but it was fine (we thought). She told me just to take that and when I got back, I could go get my car licensed. The only thing the Suburban needed was a little bit of gas, but that wasn't a problem. So, I stopped for gas at 9:15 am -- plenty of time to make the 30 minute trip to SLC and to my interview -- when I noticed that one of the Suburban tires was flat. It wasn't too bad and I figured that I could put some air in it and be fine.
Yeah, that didn't work. Right after I filled it up, it started going flat faster. I was only ten minutes away from the house where my Explorer was and I was running late AND I couldn't get hold of anybody (9:30 Monday morning -- everyone's at this weird thing called work). I figured I could hobble back, get my car and take my chances with the law. That didn't work either. Five miles from the gas station, the tire in question blew out. I was stuck on the highway in a skirt and I was panicked because I really, really, REALLY wanted this job and I had made a special trip down to do this and everything was going to pieces. I called my dad in a panic; he called the tire store and reamed them out because this was a brand new tire. Then, he called someone to come get me and just told me to leave the Suburban, get to Salt Lake and get the job. At least I had the presence of mind to call the people and tell them that I was going to be a touch late.
So, I caught a ride to Salt Lake and the interview. It went okay; I only ended up being fifteen minutes late, so I guess I'm glad I left the house so early (under normal circumstances, it only takes about twenty minutes to get from the house to Salt Lake). The interview went well and I got home okay. On my way back, we passed the Suburban and the tire guys were there working on it and -- I assumed, by the fact that they had a tow truck there -- they were going to take it back to the store and put a new tire on it and I didn't have to worry about the darn thing.
After I got my car licensed (which, I wouldn't have been in this mess if I had just had my car licensed), I stayed at the house for a while and worked on my final project and then I got ready to leave about 5:00. Again, I was along the same highway when what should I see, but the Suburban, still sitting on the side of the road! I thought that the tire guys were going to take it back, but I guess they just fixed it and left it. And here I was, trying to make it out of Dodge. So, I called my grandma, met her at her house, she took me back to the highway (and almost rear-ended a Taurus with her Hummer -- yes, my 72 year old grandmother owns a Hummer; that is freaking awesome, but not when she takes her foot off the brake at a red light), I took the Suburban back to our house, she took me back to her house and I was FINALLY on my way, but this was at 6:30 -- it takes me two hours to get to Logan and "24" starts at 8:00. You do the math. Add the fact that I got stuck in traffic from the I-215/I-15 interchange all the way to Centerville. Wildcat was not a happy kitty when she didn't make it home in time to watch Jack rescue Audrey from herself.
I am grateful for Fox OnDemand on the Channel 13 website, though. I got to watch last night's episode this morning. Doyle has been upgraded from complete bastard to jackass. It took him a half a season to get what some people still haven't gotten: when Jack says he has a better plan, HE HAS A BETTER PLAN, DAMMIT!! If that idiot shrink doctor guy had started pumping Audrey full of drugs, Jack wouldn't be the only one on Daddy Heller's hit list. (in response: everything can't be complete sunshine and daisies at the end of the 21st episode of the season of 24. Something has to go to crap and I guess this plot point is the best one for people to come back to for... but that doesn't mean I have to like it! C'mon Jimmy, you've been around Jack long enough to know better... wait a minute... *amends opinion after re-reading the beginning of this paragraph*)
We need Bill! CTU is going to crap under Nadia. She's okay for a band-aid, but this is NOT the time for a band-aid. I'd rather have Karen fall than Bill anyway. Tom's come a long way since the first episode; he can handle things in the White House.
I knew Lisa was a dirty slut, but I didn't know how bad it truly was. Earth to Daniels: she wasn't after you for your body (*heebie jeebies*) For once, the mole isn't a much-loved character at CTU. It's finally someone we really don't like anyway. On that note as well: Tom's "I need to take a shower" look after Daniels came clean was priceless. If ever someone could capture the feelings of the audience, that was it.
Where did Chloe go?!!! We've got some hostile Chinese looking for a computer geek. This does not look good for our little socially-awkward-yet-adorable-tech-support. Then again, this could put her on even footing with poor Morris. Not the best way to fix a relationship, but the fans will take anything at this point.
The only bad thing about watching last night ep online was that I didn't have the preview for next week. I tried looking for it on YouTube, but no luck. If anyone has a link, I would appreciate it. I do NOT want to have to sit through American Idol to catch a glimpse of next week's "24" (American Idol=the end is truly near).
Apologies for the long entry, but I have a lot to say today.
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
