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Sitting in jack astors have the best time ever with my bestest girls!!! I mean of course Schmalex and Kinamalina. We are eating dessert I of course am having a macadamian sundae , schmal is havin a fondu of awesome and kinamalina to no fault of her own is having a fondu as well… Slightly less awesome(cuz nothing is awesomer than anything alex will eat) but cool all the same. Justin, Lisa and hobo are comming but we don’t really care because the fantasmal ppl are here already. So I just finished describing the sexy scene of true blood between Eric and Talbot it was sweet and Eric is sexy… So much so that the crackberry I am now typing on is named after this stunningly sexy beast of an actor.<3.. Anywho gotta go XOXO Gossip Girl

Feeling old isn’t the greatest feeling in the world – but getting older, growing up? That seems to work out to be equal parts good and bad sometimes.

For the good – I bought my car this weekend ! It’s a platinum grey Volkswagen Jetta TDI highline. I feel a little bad because it’s so much nicer than my parent’s car, but for me it’s equal parts luxury and fuel efficiency – and entirely MY own (which makes it that much better). It’s mine on paper, but should be coming in sometime this week.

It’s also kind of funny that of late shopping for work clothes has been a bonding thing my mom and I have been doing, and shopping and learning about cars have been something my dad and I have been able to do together. I know there are some days when I just *know* I’m too old to live at home, but there are others where I really enjoy feeling like a valued peer to my parents. After making me feel terrible when I was hoboing at home and “not doing anything”, they’re now telling me how proud they are and how if I work hard
this’ll just be the beginning.

So I’m shopping for car insurance now, but my car should be coming in a few days. Yaaaayyyyy I’m *so* excited.

I love to travel. My favourite part of any journey is the time spent leisurely waiting to get there. Being a passenger is ideal, because you can enjoy the trip with little to worry about – BUT I’m just as fine with driving as long as I can choose the music and sing along quietly :p

That being said, I’m a terrible commuter. I dislike everything from figuring out the cryptic routes/schedules, to running/waiting for transit, to veing accosted by obnoxious strangers ON the transit itself. Just pretend you’re in a giant elevator and stare at the floor! I wear giant fuck off headphones for a reason!

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