Yeah, I've been pretty much poking fun at The Big Guy lately, I'll admit. Whoever's in charge up there must not be watching me very well. By my last...disastrous post, you'll know that I'm on the express line to Hell at this point. I'm a rebel. =) Today I played bumper cars with my Volvo, Viv. I just didn't stop in time...and CRASH. No harm done, only a few scratches. When you're actually in the car and you SLAM forward and it feels like you're seriously playing bumper cars, then it seems dramatic. And it REALLY, REALLY sucks when ALL your friends drive past you. OHHHHHHMYGOD it sucks so bad. But I'm fine. And my dad wasn't very angry, because I was freaking upset and bawling and shaken up. My poor Viv. I feel bad for her the most, I'm such a bad mommy. (For those of you that don't follow, Viv is my car. My car is my baby.) That among other things, and today was kind of a shitty day. Shit, fuck damnit GAHHHH! Ugh. And lately I've ...
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