Its tuesday nite. I just got back from Bingo. I really did not wanna go tonite, but my mom guilt tripped me into it. I am so ready to crash.... This weekend was so loooong. Breaking my car took a lot out of me. It wasn't ready until after 6 last nite... Then I still had to drive home from NJ. Basically, I got home in time to go to bed. Then I got up, went to work, and worked till 5. I got home, was forced to scarf down dinner and was dragged off to Bingo. At least I won at Bingo. Well, sorta. I have never actually had the job of screaming BINGO. But I did win a 10 dollar attendance prize today... and my mom won 3 games... so bingo didnt end up costing me anything. Good thing, cua i have to pay the 300 bill for breaking my car!!! Well I came home to find out my RedSox were getting crushed. I don't have the heart to turn on the television and see what the score is.... Maybe some miracle happened, though I don't know if a miracle could get them back from 7-0. Well, I am beat, so I am gonna pass out!
