Friday The 13th continued...

And every few minutes, we would burst our laughing at our predicament ...
although one of those times, Cat had juice in her mouth and spit it ALL OVER the dashboard. So, my dad finally came and beeped at us and scared the shit out of us, then we laughed again. After doing what he could for a little while, he finally had to push us backwards and made me 'pop the clutch'...whatever that means, but it did start the car! Woot! We took his car and went to the Chesterfield Library and rented Billy Elliot and Flashdance...Then we went to the Rec to harass Kasy for some pictures. Then we went back to Cat's to watch the movies...Billy Elliot was good...Flashdance was bad. Nuff said. Then I went home and went to bed because I had to work this morning at 6:15.