Blarg.

Life is good. Except I'm getting really sick of driving. I never thought this would happen. It used to be one of my favorite pastimes. Every day I take Terry to work in Smokey Point at 6:30 and pick him up at 3:30. And then 2-3 times a week I take him to practice in Lake Stevens, go somewhere else for 3-4 hours, then pick him up and go back home.

I've developed this serious loathing for highway 9 'cause I'm on it 4-8 times a DAY.

So my gas mileage has suffered pretty horribly because of the constant driving. I was at like 35mpg and it went down a bunch. A year ago I used to spend $100 or less on gas in a two-week period, including random trips to Seattle or Bellevue every now and then. I shudder to think how much I'm spending now. I need an oil change and a new air filter immediately. I also think it's time for new brakes and it's WAAAYYYY past time for my CV axle to be replaced. AGAIN.

Other than that, the living situation is SO AWESOME. We're all super fucking clean and organized and it goes without saying that we get along more than fine. It's just fucking amazing.

And I kinda hated the idea, but I went to DSHS and got an EBT card. They gave me money for the remainder of June and all of July, so my first issuance ended up being $293. Then it's $200 a month through November. That helps us out SO MUCH, considering a ton of Terry's money is still going toward fines and treatment. He's pretty close to being all paid up, though.

Alli and I have been hanging out lately. She's right down the road over by Safeway now. It's so badass. Yesterday she kidnapped me out of the blue and we went to Everett and Clearview 'cause she was hunting for bikini espresso stands to apply at. HEH! Man, can those half-naked girls TALK, or what?

Um. Today I need to go to Safeway to buy a clove of garlic, an onion, and french bread. And then that's pretty much it. Picking Terry up from work at 3:30 and then coming back home so he can cook another huge dinner. WEEE!!!

Oh. And there's another AFN show on Saturday at Tracey's Place on Hewitt. 21+, and I think this one might also be free. I may or may not be selling merch, but I'm definitely gonna be harassing people to get on the email list. Heh.

Aaannnnddd yeah. Pee time.