Dear Diary,
Finally my computer is back from the computer hospital. aka IT help desk. It made me so nervous to have it gone! It's not really the same but i love my compaq just the same. I'm just glad it recovered.
It's fall break but i am not feeling very relaxed and ready to party. my brain hurts as does my nose from blowing it so much. it wears on a girl, all this nose blowing.
I drove stinky truck (endearing term for '91 ford ranger with unidentified odor) home from school today, (portland to seattle) and i had to stop and put oil in it because the check oil light came on. you know you're a grownup when you have to make executive decisions like that. "better put oil in the old truck before it blows up" but then you know you're not a grownup when you have to get on you cell phone and cry to whoever in the phonebook looks good about how you can't remember how your dad taught you to check the oil. then you feel stupid because you totally could have done it yourself. but give yourself a break, okay? it's been a rough week.
Love,
Diana