Last weekend at home.

Today I was driving in my car, and I got a phone call from my housemate Ben.
"Hello?" I said, half-shouting to make sure my voice was picked up over my fiesta's bluetooth system.
"Hey Kristina, it's Ben. Do you like Chinchillas?"
"Do I... what?"

What kind of question is that??

So I suppose when I return from London at the end of September, I'll have a new furry little housemate to adjust to. Alright.

I had one of those days today where I felt like I was constantly keeping a mental list of things I wanted to blog about later, but now that I am sitting here, on the fold-down table bed in my parent's campground at a family friend's private beach, the Chinchilla story is the only one I can remember.


This morning I took my fiesta over the the Ford dealership to get my oil changed and my tires rotated.. when I was there, the guy at the desk said "Go check out the other fiestamovement car we've got here... not in quite as good of shape as yours."
I walked out back and sure enough, there was a silver fiesta with the black and white arrows decals, passenger side doors bashed in. Yikes.
I don't remember who had the silver car, but man, that sucks.

The whole process took about an hour so in the mean time, my brother Nick and I walked around the part of Kirkland that the Ford dealership resides in. To make this a clear visual... we were near more car dealerships (Infiniti rings a bell), and a mexican themed bar, and a bead shop... sigh.

Finally we found a neat little thrift shop, where I bought a pretty ring for $4, a cool looking book called "Melonhead" (I think it's probably a middlegrade book, but since that's the level of book I am writing, I need to do my research) ....and I have just realized I can't write about the other anecdote from that particular part of my day because it includes something I bought for Alex as a gift, and I know he reads my blog so I don't want to ruin it. xD

Then my brother and I drove an hour and a half up to where my parents were already camping with their friends, and we did the iPod trade-off (when we ride in cars together, we switch off who gets to play music from their iPod through my Aux input, because we argue otherwise).

He thinks my music is "boring" and I just don't think Death Metal is music. When we get bored of switching, we just play Muse, because it's the only band we both agree is awesome. And the Beatles. We listened to the Beatles for awhile.

I can't believe I am curled up in a sleeping bag instead of savoring my last nights in America in my own bed, but such is my annoyingly busy life. I suppose it's more fun that way. I can't wait to leave on Monday. I have one more afternoon of packing, and then it's time to goooo. :D

Days until I leave for London: 1 <- !!!!!