Stupid Yellow Jeeps

I hate yellow Jeeps with a passion now. Thanks to Patrick and his bad luck.

A little background info: Patrick switched jeeps with a guy over Christmas so the other guy had more room and needed something more comfortable since he had like a 9 hour drive. Patrick came home in this stupid yellow Jeep Wrangler, hit some black ice, and then a guard rail. The bumpers were messed up and the front fender needed to be touched up with paint. Now the guy is being the biggest dick about it and I would like to punch him in the face.

Today, Patrick called me before eight this morning. I went to his house, crawled into bed with him and went to sleep. We woke up and had to take the Jeep to his cousin's to get it fixed. Meanwhile, I drove him around all day, doing different things he needed to get done. His taxes, stuff for the Jeep, and other stuff. When we finally finished everything we went back to his house and just lounged around until it was time to go pick up the Jeep. Around nine last night, we picked up the Jeep and then went to my house. My mom talked to Patrick forever, like she always does when he is here. Then we came to my room and cuddled up and watched The Breakup. We both fell asleep and Patrick said he was going to leave around midnight. Then he changed it to one. So I kept waking up to make sure he woke up in time. But he kept going to back sleep and I fell asleep again. He finally started to get up around 1:40. He left and I fell back to sleep. A few minutes later my mom came barging in my room and turned my light on and said I needed to go outside and something about Patrick. I was half asleep so I don't know what she said, but I walked out there and Patrick was in our ditch with the Jeep. The right back side was in the air. Jody and I stood on the bumper and tried to get it down, but it didn't work. Jody got this rope thing and hooked it onto the bumper of the jeep and to the bumper of his work truck. He pulled him out of the ditch and Patrick looked frustrated. He was like that all day today, and I hate that. I just want him to be happy and not so stressed about everything.

That was my day, in a nutshell. I can finally go to sleep.

Goodnight.