Learned how to drive stickshift and my dad gave me his spare car.  My dad does way too much for me, but I really appreciate it.

Yesterday at work about a dozen black guys on their cell phones came in and after about two minutes most of the other people picked up and left.  Wasilla is pretty funny sometimes.  I could just see them telling their kids "I know you're not done; you can eat in the car.  Lets go."

I've been reading the Foundation Trilogy by Isaac Asimov, and it kicks ass sorts of interplanetary ass.

Current Mood: optimistic
Current Music: CSN - Deja Vu

The entire fucking town of Wasilla thinks its a good idea to buy Kentucky Fried Chicken for mother's day.  I was running around like a chicken with its head cut off, no pun intended, for about five hours straight.  All the inbred mutants came out from Big Lake and Willow to bring home KFC, you know, just to show their mothers that they care enough to make an extra effort.

I can't wait for July when I can quit.

Current Mood: aggravated
Current Music: Ringing in my ears.