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So ironically, following the positing of my last blog, I received a phone call from my father while I was eating Dim Sum in the ID.
First of all The Purple Dot- you may know it as the purple dragon exploding out of an egg restaurant- really yumsterrrr. Nikki made the point that there was lots of Asians there so it must actually be good Chinese food. I would have to agree.

Okay back to dad convo- Dad received a very horrifying piece of mail from the Seattle City Municipal Court. In his mind his daughter was arrested for stealing and would be spending up to as much as a year in jail. the facts- yes I did in fact use the five finger discount at the Quality Food Center. I was approached on my way out. I complied and all was well given that I paid some fines and didnt enter a QFC for a year. But now they are springing this court shit on me.

After not having a job for about 10 months things get a bit tight and putting some body wash in your bag doesnt seem like a bad idea. I mean come on just cause im broke doesnt mean I want to start using western family cherry scented body soap. Its difficult to retract into poverty when life has made some luxuries to be complacent. so I opted for the product that cost a bit more. and ohhhh boi is it costing me more. Well thats the lesson right- you pay more for getting caught. Yeah i got it.

Well my dad pretty much wanted to rip his hair out with concern because FINALLY he thought I was on track.I had my shit together. I went to London managed to not fuck up there. now just have one year left of college. Its all coming together. But no yet again I managed to fuck it up big time and send my parents reeling back to the high school days when they wouldn't trust me as far as they could throw me.

Im sure my sister is going to shit her pants when she finds out.

Well there is that. i have to bear not only the stupidty of getting caught but also the burden of disappointing my parents. this is perhaps the worst punishment of it all.

I suck.

James has gone home to Salt Lake for a few weeks. He left his roommates car with me. If i dont drunk drive it into a canal I will be proud of myself.

Though my dad did offer me some very noteworthy advice-
"You still have your head right? OK, then maybe try to use it and THINK"

Its the impulsiveness. A trait I can hardly control. Well now I finally have reason to try and sort it out for once. I guess being an adult raises the stakes. yikesssss.
Its the same reason my grammar sucks and I dont use spell check. Its all insurance and precaution. The things that bring me down the most. being careful and having coverage.

Given this I wonder why I was so scared to dive off a diving board when I was learning to swim. its all about impulse and not taking caution. I guess I only discard the cautionary elements when it actually matters. not when 10 other kids are yelling at me to stop staring at the water and dive in already.