SO yea dinner with Dad was interesting I made him take us to Panera he's never been there before and of course we went there at 12:30 so they were freakin packed b/c it was lunch time...and I was outside waiting for Dad and it was like noon b/c he said he would be there at noon and then I listened to my cell and he's like I'll be there at 12:30 I'm like ooook you freaking told me you would be here at noon but o well....so I got out the ol' rake and was raking some leaves and dad came around.So we were there for about an hour and it was just pretty much my dad's usually BS so whatever...then we were leaving and like the traffic was a bitch and it's busy where I live but not that busy and it was Friday but it was only 1:30 so I was like wtf ??Cuz I looked down the way and the police officer had the on ramp blocked off so it had messed up traffic for like miles and miles and then I looked at the highway and there was no traffic going in the one direction so then I remembered that President Bush was in town YET AGAIN .....thanks pres Bush for causing traffic problems.Like Kerry was here on Tue and so was Chaney and then edwards was here on Wed and Bush and Chaney were here today....and the airport they come into is like 5 mins from my house.So when my dad left he wanted to stop at the airport and he said he saw the Presidents plane taking off which I was outside yet again raking leaves and I saw a plane go over the house so it was probably his....whee fun...n-e ways that was pretty much my day I was outside for like 3 hours and it looks like I didn't even do n-e thing I filled like 3 huge bags full of leave and the thing that sucks ass is that all the leaves aren't even ours they are our stinking neighbor's leaves...and if that isn't bad enufff we have this huge ass tree in our front yard as well and the leaves are finally turning light greenish yellow....so after we finally get the leaves cleaned up our tree will fall ..........aHHHHH it's never ending!!!!!!!!!I hate leaves!!
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