Remember, in England, an elevator is called a lift, a mile is called a kilometer, and botulism is called steak and kidney pie.
You know what’s fun? Trying to buy a coffee and being told your debit card doesn’t work (you know…your debit card that you KNOW has money in the account). Really, its pretty embarassing to be told you can’t buy a $3 cup of coffee because you “don’t have the funds”.
Then, you check online on your phone to see what’s up with your account, and you’re told they’re offline right now and you can’t access the online banking. So, then you go straight to the ATM to make sure you really DO have money in there and nobody took it or anything and it turns out you really do have more than enough to pay for a $3 cup of coffee.
So, not only did I look like an ass that didn’t have $3, I also don’t have my cup of coffee. So not happy right now.
However, at least I had a good weekend. J is down in VA for a few days this week for work, so she came down on Friday evening and we hung out for the weekend. Friday was pretty quiet. By the time she got here, she was super tired so we didn’t really do much. Just watched a bunch of episodes of Family Guy (apparently they play like 6 episodes back to back on Friday nights??) before going to bed.
Saturday we were supposed to go see a friend’s band play at a festival…but the weather was not happy, and apparently the guy who organized the festival…didn’t really organize the festival and it was a big mess and only like 10 people were there…so we were told to not even come. So, we went shopping for a while and then went and watched some movies at home.
That evening we went to a roller derby double header and it was really interesting. I’ve never been to a roller derby game/bout/match/thingie and didn’t really understand it. The first match made sense. I understood the points and the fouls and things like that (probably b/c the other team wasn’t very good so didn’t really score AT ALL). But the second match thingie made NO SENSE AT ALL. I was so confused. A girl would get pushed down by the other team, and then she was the one that would end up in the penalty box. And the points made no sense at all. I was so confused.
But, it was still enjoyable even if I had no idea what was going on. That happens a lot to me. I’ve learned to just accept it and do my best to follow along. 
Sunday was spent watching football. Always fun. Even if none of my teams did well. And both my fantasy teams are losing AGAIN this week. So not a fan. I seriously think I had the lowest scoring game of my life in the one league. It’s terrible.
So, hopefully the Eagles win tonight and at least then all my teams won’t have failed haha.
