I’m having a scatterbrained couple of days.
Yesterday, I ran out of gas and Stacey had to come rescue me.
Today, I’ve managed to lock my keys in the car.
Where is public transportation when I need it?
I’m having a scatterbrained couple of days.
Yesterday, I ran out of gas and Stacey had to come rescue me.
Today, I’ve managed to lock my keys in the car.
Where is public transportation when I need it?
Where is public transportation when I need it?
Like MARTA doesn’t have enough problems without you losing it.
Well, good point. It’s important to think of others.
The gods think you should walk more.
The gods can carry me.
That way, there’ll only be one set of footprints in the sand.
I thought that was when the gods were riding your ass.
I guess Pregnancy Brain is affecting you, too.
Huh? Wha?
Sounds like the week after I got my driver’s license. Except you haven’t left the headlights on and drained the battery yet (yes, I managed to do all those things the first week I had my license – but I have never done the gas or the headlights again [the keys, yes])
Except you haven’t left the headlights on and drained the battery yet
Yet. But thank you for planting the idea in my subconscious.
And happy 1 year anniversary!
I really, really, ran out of gas on a first date. Fortunately, I don’t remember much after that. I assume I got out of the situation without her father getting involved. I think we walked to a friends house and he got us some gas, but at the price of embarrasment and some story telling at school. I guess my parents got their point across about me buying my own gas if I was going to use the car. It never occurred to me before then that I would have to look at the gauge.
heh, heh.