I should never make plans...

I swear... every freakin time i make plans they get ruined by my grandmother or my mom. "Hey mom/grandma, i'm going to go somewhere with someone at 6." When the time comes they pull some crap from their butts about me having to do so and so chore before i can leave. Today i was planning on taking my lovely mom out to dinner at some Argentinen place over in Juarez Mexico. I could have taken my girlfriend along with us and showed my mom that the area my gf lives in is not at all too dangerous for me. But instead of that sly scheme to taint my mother's perception about me and jaurez, i now have to go load some shingles into the back of my truck and take them to who know's wear. I can't run away either since the shingles are already loaded in my truck and leaving them out like that at the mall or Barnes and Nobles wouldn't be too wise.


Oh well.

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