From bad to--
waaaaaait a minute, something isn't right here!

Yeah, so I served today. On my way to work, I blew my second tire in as many weeks. Take your hands, lay one set of fingers on top of the other (the thumbs should be touching each other--have one lay atop the other to get the full effect) and observe the loose oval you have formed. That's how large the gaping gap was on my tire today.

I just about cried.

I go into work, determined to be miserable, but days (or the Creator of the Universe) have a certain way of not letting you be miserable when you really really want to be. Not even when you get sat a table of 18 people.

Yes, I got an 18 top. And I totally loved it.

*hums "Twilight Theme"* Welcome to the Surreal Life.

So things went up from there. Got another big top, and several tables that loved me. Lil' Falley (a fellow server) was nice enough to change my tire (had to give Eric a break, ^^), and Mom took me over to get a new tire. I was all set to get a brand new set, but the tire store owner assured me I didn't need to. That's something, when they turn down money in your best interest.

Oh, but it gets better.
Mom wanted to go on the Dart Rail again. Suffice it to say, the thrill has started to wear off, but I went so I could spend some time with her.

On the way, we learned one passenger (dressed up like a cubical office type) was so drunk, he couldn't even dial his cellphone--he had to get another passenger to do it. Then, to the continued amusement of all, he kept hooting.

I picked up a much needed fan for my room at the place we went, then we hopped back on the rail. It was so full that I actually had to stand. I loved this. I've always wanted to stand while riding on the rail. Some nice people next to me kept offering their seat to me and Mom; Mom sat, but I didn't. We chatted, and I was just plain having fun.

We switched lines, and I accidentally ran over a guy's toe. I kept apologizing, and he smiled, admitting he was too busy reading the text scrolling screen on the other side of the wall. I peeking at it, the red letters saying something about "Expecting a new arrival?"
"Are you pregnant?" I blurted, half kidding.
"VirGINia!" Mom gaped. The man laughed.
"Not yet," he grinned.
"The night's still young," a kid called from across the aisle.

Too, too funny. The guy was a lot of fun to talk to--reminded me of one of my professors. His greatest joy was talking about his little daughter, who was graduating this summer.

So, yeah, today was a lot of fun when I wasn't expecting it to be. I feel more relaxed than I did. Yay. ^^

And tomorrow, I take my little brother and Mom to go see Shrek 2.