Nomadic

Today is Thursday. When was I supposed to be in Salt Lake? Yesterday. How did this happen? Sit back, relax and I will tell you. You might want to grab a tissue, things could get emotional as your sympathy for me sets in.
My little car, bless it's heart refuses to function properly and I have to take it to the mechanics more than I would like. My mechanic has ordered a wrong part for it TWICE, yes you are reading correctly, I said twice. Yesterday I was informed that they would get the right part in on Friday. That means that I have to stay in the mold infested ghetto phi house for two more days. This wouldn't be so bad either if everyone had just stayed calm yesterday. Due to a 3/4 majority of the roommates insisting on pushing me out of my own room I now dwell in Michelle's very empty room. I am sadly without my huge bed, which my roommates insisted on dismantling and moving upstairs. It is a good thing I am very adaptable and would have no problem as a nomadic dweller. I post the picture below in honor of my beloved people, the nomads. We may not have a lot, but we have camels.