I officially have the worst luck ever.
Ever.
Ever Ever.

Scottie Boy just called me with some pretty friggin bad news.

he can't come.

his parents say their van won't make it here,
so they are trading it in.
he could take his grandmother's car
but he'd have to pay for a rental for her.

so I have no way back, because I can't buy a plane ticket!

What am I going to do?!

It's like I get my hopes up too high
then they all come CRASHING down.
like the World Trade Center
That's about how I feel.

This is some Great News.
And to think, I was having a great day.