I got busted

Yesterday I was out to eat at this good deli place. Anyway, I got up to use the bathroom. It had a been a long day and I was hungry and tired and apparently zipping my pants wasn't something I felt necessary to do as I exited that bathroom w/my capri's unzipped (but buttoned). I got a couple of steps out and realize oopsy my pants are unzipped! So no one is around and I figure I'll just keep walking and zip. However, I turn the corner and there is this man who totally sees me do it. So I stop mid-zip look down then think "F*ck it" and zip them up the rest of the way. Of course I have to walk right past him and he totally busts me and gives me this knowing grin. I was totally embarrassed! The guy looked like Pedro from Napoleon Dynamite but with a mullet! That made me feel a little less embarrassed that I was busted by a man w/a mullet in 2006.

Peaches!

I'm going to Costa Rica in January! My sister, dad, and myself have always talked about how someday in life we'd like to go. Turns out though I'm not going w/either of them though...but my mommy will be there! I've never traveled outside of the country before : / Not even to canada and I used to live like 45 minutes from Canada. Thus, I need a passport. So I got all my stuff together and went down to the post office today for them to tell me that I had to go to the post office down town. So downtown I went. The passport office is this small tiny room.

I walked in and took a seat. The two passport employees were talking w/a woman who purchased something from Lativia and apparently she never recieved it. It was some gold brouche and they told her they bet she was scammed...yikes! (not quite sure she was in the passport office for this)

Anyway, once they figured all that out they called me over. I lay out my two pictures, driver's license, Birth Certificate and application. My birth certificate looks like you printed it up in microsoft works...so not very official looking. Of course the woman stares at it and asks where it's from and I tell her I printed it up off my computer right before I got here. Actually no, I tell her it is from California and that's just how it is so deal! As I'm writing my checks to pay the phone rings and she answers w/her post office greeting and says her name is Peaches! I chuckled a little in my head. The only person by the name of Peaches I've ever heard of is the singer.

Anyway, that was my trip to apply for my passport...Costa Rica here I come!