Drainage

I was having a lovely day today...
Until I crashed my mother's Murano into a drainpipe. I hit the pipe while backing out of a space, so hard that the pipe..imploded...

I pray to see my 22nd birthday on the 14th..

That's not the only thing going down a drain..
I finally received my first paycheck from my new job. I only worked 28.5 hours, but with the taxes of this country raping me my check turned out to the equivalent of $10/hr for those hours. I have to pay some portion of something to Verizon to appease them...or else I wont have a cell phone..

The Significant is ALLEGEDLY coming over tonight. I have a WEIRD "pit of the stomach" feeling that something is going to happen and that he's NOT going to make it out here tonight. I WISH I could explain it; I woke up with this feeling this morning. I'm awaiting to hear from him now...
Nonetheless, in celebration of his 26th, last year I bought him a strawberry cake; this year I bought huge cinnabuns. Tomorrow, even if he doesn't make it here tonight, we still intend to celebrate. He's an 80's baby. Something else I have to spend money on...

My eyebrows currently resemble that of Oscar the Grouch from Sesame Street, or maybe more so like Bert. My eyebrows aren't orange, so I guess more on the Bert side. Another fund.
My hair is being officially pushed back until NEXT Thursday's check.

I'm hoping everything goes SMOOTH for my birthday party on next Saturday night. I have a curse of walking into a spot thats usually PACKED and on the night I need it packed, there are usually crickets.
Just my luck.
More luck if my mother doesn't kill me....