Yesterday, my best friend/roommate moved out after a speed packing session when the movers called and said they’d be there in an hour. But then we got sushi, seaweed salad, miso soup, tempura vegetables and crab, followed by gelato and espresso. So it was all good.
Then, on the way home from showing us her new apartment some friends and I called the cops on a guy who cut us off on the highway. He was swerving in and out of lanes and off the road, he had left his blinker on for miles (up until he was pulled over), and sped up and slowed down repeatedly. It was sort of scary. Then we were questioned by the cops who took our statements and then said we might be called to court to be witnesses.
Today, the girl we asked to move in, who I have been referring to as “Replacement Kaitlin”, got engaged.
Seriously, I need to start charging for my services or something. First, my best friend. Now, her “replacement”. Geez.
