Tuesday, January 4, 2011


Well, it's official. I have my driver's license. I can now feel the wind in my hair as I go 35 on the local back roads... Or I can go on the freeway and freak out... or something.

Don't mind my poor punctuation skills right now. I'm posting from my cell phone, in my swanky '93 Chrysler Concorde, listening to Dennis Miller, while waiting for my mom's boyfriend...

I'm going to miss this car...


  1. YAY! Terrible Freedom is even closer!

  2. Mere minutes after I posted that, I accidentally backed into a fire hydrant, crunching up my right tail light. Fortunately, they're very easy to repair, and if I recall, I saw several Concordes at the Pick 'n Pull.