i'm on hold with 21st century insurance . . and have been for 15 minutes. Ramendra Kundu decided to pull his car out in into the street that i was turning on earlier today. now my already ugly (but beloved) car has a dent/scratch from the back right door to the bumper. *sigh* shit happens.

also, my mom wants so badly to throw a bbq for family and friends that will surely blow unless she gets more help. she volunteers her kids, ugh. the social scene planning and hostess role is not my favorite. i'm starting to help by squeezing lemonade (symbolism?) from the super full lemon tree in the back yard.