They thought I was a cat

So this weekend I went with my roommate to her sisters 21st birthday party at her family's house. Her parents have come to visit a couple of times in Milwaukee and everytime I was gone for various reasons so they were beginning to think I was a cat and did not really exist. So upon my arrival...I announced that I did, in fact, exist..but her grandma...who they call grandma sugar just could not remember my name all night so kept just calling me Kitty...which translated into everyone calling me Kitty. I actually stopped responding to my real name and only would answer to Kitty. Her family was a riot though and were all up to party until 2 AM minus her grandma had to cut her short around midnight. Then we went to a wedding the next night..after celebrating her sisters birthday two nights in a row (and I also went out for another birthday on the evening before that) and then to top of it off with a wedding. I am lacking sleep and drank way too much. I am clearly too old to drink and not sleep for that many days in a row, but I did have a good time. Then on the drive home...I was driving my roommates car and the gas pedal got stuck while the cruise control was on...which resulted in the car speeding up to 110 mph and I could not brake or turn the cruise off or get the gas pedal unstuck. The engine was also not shifting so it was just about red lining....we thought we were going to die. Then all the sudden I slammed on the gas pedal and it came loose. SO needless to say I really am bad luck in a car. Now this weekend is my friend who was in Americorps birthday party..which we are having in Milwaukee at our apartment and it is going to be princess themed and I am going to try to make it to State Fair at least once.

There are never three lanes on a city street

So I had to testify for the Wauwatosa police department because the guy that hit me in the BMW with his SUV was contesting the ticket that the police officer gave him for unsafe lane deviation. After waiting for an hour for the case trial to be called, the guy (representing himself) tried to tell the judge that there were three lanes and he was in the right lane (possibly the middle) and the accident was caused by me. His only cross examination question to me was what time I had to be to work that day (he was trying to prove I was speeding...I was in second gear...the light JUST turned green). This was also after the police officer told the judge that in his police report the guy admitted he was slowing down to look at the price of gas and decided at the last second the price was low enough and made last minute decision to go into the gas station.....(FROM THE LEFT LANE...INTO ME!) Judge thought he was crazy and told him no matter what he has to look over his shoulder before making a right turn...so found him guilty. WIN WIN. Cop thanked me and asked if I needed a walk to my car...just in case this guy wanted to pummel me after getting his money from his insurance and now with my testimony causing him to pay his damn fine. I told the cop with a smile, i'd be just fine...and made sure the stupid guy in the Yukon saw my nice fixed up BMW drive away! Oh interesting stories! Then I made sure to rush over to my married friends new house in Butler to watch the Bachelorette...I had to make sure to make it for hot JP...who if she does not choose him...I will find him and I WILL marry him. So everyone knows out there...he IS MINE. Now I must get off to bed since I have been crazy lately and have been getting my ass up for 6 AM runs.

Good day to Skydive!

Today I went skydiving..it had been something that my cousin and I had been talking about for the past couple of years. It was his first time on a plane and he jumped off it..the adrenaline rush was insane. I live for that kind of thrill..which makes me a bit nervous. I was not nervous at all until half of my body was hanging out of the plane and the guy I was jumping with pushed me out of the plane..but the free fall from 14,000 feet was surreal. I even remembered to pull the parachute out at the right time...so I am definitely wanting to do it again..I think next time we are going to go solo! It is very expensive though..which boggles my mind..we paid $140 to possibly die?! Which we watched a video explaining that we could, in fact, die from jumping out of a plane...no....really?! I could have gone 50 more times after that though...I LOVED IT! I am trying to live my life at the seat of my pants these days...Arkansas...sure? Skydiving..why not? So I am going to NYC with 5 of my girlfriends in October...we are staying in a hotel right in Times Square. I am unbelieveably excited for it...i'm sure it will be ridiculously expensive but definitely worth it. I hope to get down to Washington D.C. again to visit my BFF as well...and hopefully Denver when my other friend moves out there! I love having friends all over the country to visit...and obviously Michigan to visit my lesbian lovers soon. I am finally going to hang out with the girls that work at my gym..they are super nice and have constantly tried to make plans with me but I suck as a human being and am always busy...so today we are going to sit out on a patio and have a few drinks. I am running on three hours of sleep and my married friend invited me to Harry Potter...how I wanted to go with her...that sounds sooo much more fun than drinks and dinner BUT I am being moral and ethical (I think thats what she said..but that sounds odd to me), I think I have just ditched them too many times. I hope someday I'm rich and famous like Chelsea Handler. She's so funny. I told my coworker that when I become rich and famous I will hire her as my personal assistant and pay her $31,000 a year (thats $1,000 more than we make now) but I will also hire her a sexy pool boy to stare at). So I gotta get on the whole famous thing..then maybe the rich thing will follow. I have alot more funny things to write in here...I'm just nervous about who will eventually read them. Code names work I suppose?

The dumpster man calls me "Little One"

So since my seemingly interestingly life usually involves car issues...I will begin my blog with that. I drove my friends to our volleyball league (yes me in a volleyball league...and no I am not good..the boys usually crowd around me anytime the ball comes in the vicinity of me) and my car (the ghetto red Jetta) sounded like an airplane. We ignored it, I told them it was diesel and that it was fine.. (I wasn't convinced. There was alot of screaming and yelling to turn early which led me to almost hit a bicyclist (oops)...but I dropped them off and my roommate and I made it back safely. The next morning I got up and the car sounded even more like an airplane but...more like a broken airplane...so I called my superhero mechanic dad who advised me to drive it out to his house (mind you I'm leaving for Arkansas (yes I said Arkansas) tomorrow. So I drive it out...to my surprise I get to drive the BMW that JUST got fixed from being all smashed up. So I'm obviously delighted seeing as I have an extreme need for speed and a bit of a lead foot. I happily hop in the car and speed along my way to Milwaukee (safely of course). Then I get to work and I get a call from the Wauwatosa Police Officer who was on the scene of the accident with the BMW...apparently I am being supeoned to be a witness for him because the guy that hit me is contesting the ticket that he received of unsafe lane deviation...ARE YOU KIDDING ME? The guy went from the left lane into the right lane with no turn signal to try to turn into the gas station and HIT me..so anyways its going to trial and I am required to testify on behalf of the police department. My life is so weird. Then this weekend I went to Arkansas to visit my friend that is serving in Americorps...she lives in a farmhouse (she is more of a city girl) in a ridiculous poor part of Arkansas. But she is doing good service work with at risk kids down there at a summer camp which was great to see....hits the social worker in me. More later...