run beaaaaaaan... ruuuunnn!
1:18 p.m. - 24.07.03
I just got a voicemail from a man telling me that his boss wants his money and he wants it now.
Apparently somewhere theres a company that transported 70 license plates from virginia to gary indiana and its been over 90 days since the company has seen any money for such a duty....
... and its all on my shoulders.
they have my number - in which they can obtain my address in which they can come and shoot up the place....
I guess this is what happens when I get messages from wrong numbers after watching Unsolved Mysteries.
What they need to do is place a show on the mystery robert stack once had on scaring the beejeezus out of folks like myself.
I had to call my mother into the room in which she silently sighed to herself, took a seat on the couch and took on the "dont worry, mommys here" approach to parenting...
... god bless her.
In other news, Bean has decided she will now be running 4 miles 5 times a week.
Why four? Because its more than three and less than five. Basically its enough to sound like i'm actually doing something, without being mission impossible.
And by running, I mean... "running until I dont feel like it no more so maybe walking the rest of the way but I dont give a damn what you say because its still the equivalent to 4 miles so get off my damn back" kind of thing...
... you know... and hopefully if I succeed in doing so for a while, I may just have it in me to take on my next goal of accomplishing world peace... hopefully by then I can overcome the old man harrassing me for his money and the spooks of robert stack harassing me for the hell of it....
wish me luck!