So I hit Rhino's again tonight. No, I don't expect you to be entertained by that. I always go to Rhino's. Its good for me. Or something. But I totally ran into some girls I went to gradeschool with. And I think I've found my dream girl. She's a tomboy, knows stuff about sports and goes out without being dressed up. She was wearing a very worn grey hoodie and sweatpants. That is the definition of my kind of girl. I'm gonna try this time, and I hope she doesn't shoot me down too bad.

I'm walking home from Rhino's and I'm looking at my driveway. I notice my dad's car is gone. I immediately think its stolen. My dad's car almost got stolen a couple of times, so this is a valid concern for me. I go in. His phone is gone. Now I'm thinking that he had to go somewhere at 1.45 am because someone, my grandma, was in the hospital. So I'm thinking, "hey, this is a whole lot of christmas love I don't need." I go inside. Race upstairs. Wake up the moms. She knows nothing. My dad just wanted to get to work really effing early.

Thanks dad. You gave me a heart attack.

And yes, I keep hoping my Anime will show up. Its a futile hope, but someday, my Anime will come. Like a Prince out of the story books.
- posted by Pat @ 2:13 AM