Friday my Love and I went out to The Melting Pot for dinner. Oh gods, it was so yummy. He even had balloons waiting on the table for me.
Saturday my friend Rand, my Love and I went to Busch Gardens. Spent a couple hours milling about but it was so damned hot we didn't stay too terribly long. (It's ok, we got the pass so we can come back for a year for 1 1/2 day's cost of admission)
Today (Sunday) we went and saw Matrix: Reloaded. Afterwards, Rand's parents took my Love and I, Rand, and Karii out to eat at Cheesecake Factory. It was great as well and I really enjoyed the movie. The reviews in the group were mixed - mainly the displeasure was with the lack of true ending to the story - but I felt that it's perfectly acceptable when you have a span of books or films to have the middle one be the middle of the story (and therefore, not have a "true" ending by the very definition).
I am so beat though and I've unfortunatly been feeling really just out of it for the better part of the afternoon. I finally got my trackball to work - though damn it was a pain in the ass (when it shouldn't have been) and required me to reboot and be sans mouse for a good half-hour as damned Windows tried to configure it. Windows has detected a new device No shit, Sherlock.
My Love and I picked up some tail light bulbs to replace the ones that were out on the car and we got some of them in (the ones on the upper part, right under the spoiler), but we couldn't get the passanger-side brake lights replaced because you actually have to take it to the dealership to have them do it. How assy is that? The dealership for fucking brakelights? Come ON already, that's just shit. Lights are always "standard maintence" and warrenties and such aren't going to cover it (not that we have one, our warrenty expired a year or so ago now) and it's illegal to have them out, so you actually have to pay them (and exhorbant fee I'm sure) just to change a damned light bulb? Every other light in the car you can change, but even the manual flat-out states you have to take it in. We were like the hell we do until we started taking off lining panels in the trunk only to find multiple screws and behind-the-metal-frame bolts that need to be removed and no way short of crawling in the actual trunk and having the customized plyers to fit in a 3inch hole to remove the metal casing for the lights can it be done. And therefore, after about 45 minutes of discovering this all and looking up the manual to double check, we're screwed. See, the problem is that there's a nationwide campaign right now to get people to buckle their seatbelts. But, in the state of Florida, they can't pull you over for just that - they need something else. So they're stopping people for every little, teeny, tiny thing they can. This would include tail lights. And, since my registration expired on Friday, May 16th (my birthday) and since we don't currently have insurance on the car (mandatory), to be stopped for a tail light would end up being a criminal offense. Ugh. So fuck Ford dammit. They're going to get us in trouble where normally, we'd have until the end of the month to get the registration without a whole hell of a lot of worry. (Hell, the tail lights have been out for probably 6 months now - mind you, it's just one side - and we've not been pulled over once)
So....busy, busy weekend. Tired. Whew. Annoyed at Ford. And logging out for now.
~ flowers bloom near Memory and Dream
at 5/18/2003 10:37:36 PM ~
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