Sonofabitch.

I decided it'd be nice to go to Bro's and eat at this great Chinese place near where he lives, after meeting with River. I spent too long hanging with her, and by the time we were down there it was almost 10. He asked if we could just meet at the restaurant, and I said 'and not have to park in your horrible parking lot? No problem.' I should've listened to myself, but after we ate he was awake enough to want company, so we went back to his apartments anyway, where after some searching I was able to find somewhere to park. We watched a lot of 'Will and Grace' until 2am, when everyone suddenly realized they had to work the next day, so we took off, and returned to the horrible parking lot.

My car is not there.

The fascist towing swine took my damn car, the one that may as well scream 'POOR OWNER, PLEASE DO NOT FUCK ME, I CAN'T AFFORD IT.' They didn't listen. So somehow tomorrow, before the Samhain ritual, I have to figure out how to get to far south Austin and pay the bastards $120 to free my ride.

Those pricks.

Oh, and I forgot to mention- the paste they cleaned my teeth with, rather than being some wretched imitation fruit flavor, was chocolate. I was prepared to be disgusted, but it really tasted good; kind of like gritty brownie batter. If I didn't think about it, I could pretend the grit was sugar. I guess the dental guys really know their audience. So I guess the day wasn't all bad.