Monday, December 29, 2008


my mom yelled lawyer-style at the airport. Ten minets later?

*1812 overture*
Me: Hello?
TA Person: hello, is this a Miss Tizar-rey Zee-leg?
Me: Yea.. wassup?
TAP: Your bag should be at your house by midnight.
Me: Oh? It's on a plane?
TAP: No, on a truck. We had it in Denver all this time, but no-one wanted to look for it.
Me: well... thank you. Bye now! Stay shiny!

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