Thursday, September 02, 2010


Well, I already typed this once and lost the whole thing when I tried to publish it, so here we go again...

I've had a yucky few days...

I drove my parents to the airport the other day. ON the way home I made a stop and turned off the engine. I forgot that my mom is having battery issues wiht her car. I get back in and the battery is dead. UGH. I Had to get a jump from some stranger. At least it started up after that. Later that same day I lost my cell phone. I called it and someone I know has it. So, I get up today and head across town to pick up my phone and I get in a car accident along the way. Not pretty. Someone went to the hospital, my legs are banged up and they were bleeding from the airbags. My car got towed away. I had to find a ride home from the scene of the accident and you would think that North Las Vegas is in canada or something. People hear those three little words and they are like "oh hell no". I ended up calling the clubhouse here in the community and asking one of my parent's friends to give me a ride.

Speaking of the clubhouse...

IT's 3 in the morning and I'm awake. Why you ask? Well, I got this phonecall on the house phone at 2:50 a.m. The caller I.D. said it was coming from teh clubhouse here in the community. Normally I wouldn't answer the house phone, but I'm like "who the hell is calling here at 3 inthe morning?" I answer it and they hang up! Okay, Creepy! The clubhouse is closed from 9 p.m. - 6 a.m. So, I'm wondering who in the hell is up there and why they are calling here. I thought about calling the guard shack because we have guards 24 / 7, but I had a vision of police officers at the front, calling here to see if I was home so they could come take me to jail. I don't have any outstanding warrants that I know of, but just to be safe, I turned off all the lights and the T.V. and pretended I wasn't home. So, I defintely wasn't calling the guard shack to alert them to the fact that yes, it's Carmen that's home and answered the phone, so come and get me.

Of course, it's 4:30 now so I think I can safely say the police aren't coming to get me. I'm still really perplexed about the 3 a.m. phone call. As long as I've been living here, the phone has never rang that late and I'm pretty sure we never got any prank calls from the clubhouse. CREEPY!! I still might call up to the guard or drive up there when the sun comes up. He needs to tell me if anyone was there at 3 and if he doesn't think anyone was there, I'm going to let him know that someone definitely was there.

I bet you guys thought I forgot about the Emmys Red Carpet. I didn't. I'm just late in putting the post up. But, I'm working on it now so stay tuned...


Blogger FleaStiff said...

Some guard probably phoned you from the clubhouse or else some cellphone is registered to the clubhouse.

Sorry to hear of the accident. Hope you are okay.

Any casino activity recently? Craps? Poker? Whatever? What about that website you were going to do?

September 02, 2010

Blogger Mike G said...

It's possible your parents registered a cell phone to the clubhouse and were just calling to check whether you were home when you said you would be. I've had people do this when I used to dog sit - they call "just to check".

Don't let your fears take control of you. You seem to be making progress lately in getting your shit together. Good luck on your journey.

September 05, 2010


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