HOW IS IT THAT SHORT-ASS PEOPLE DRIVE MALIBUS?!?! Especially you, Miss Averi. YOU'RE 5'1!!! HOW THE EFF?!?!
I'm 5'4. And even when I move the seat ALL THE WAY TO THE FRONT, I have to hit the pedals with my TOES. I don't get it! Probably has to do with the fact that I'm all torso and no legs. Heh.
Yeah. I really hate my step-dad's car and I have NO CLUE how I passed my drive test in it. I had to borrow that fucking boat today to haul Terry's cab to Lake Stevens. Luckily, he got to leave the cab and the head at the rehearsal space and I'm hoping that one of the other guys will lug it around for us, 'cause I can get Terry to shows and practice, but I can't fit that damn thing in my car. It's effing MONSTROUS.
Meh. This weekend I'm hoping I can get Terry to buy me a shitload of cheap t-shirts so I can go ballistic on them with scissors. Then I'm gonna look into local fleamarkets and drag Gramma's ass with me to share a booth 'cause she really needs to start selling her chainmaille stuff. It's awesome.
Speaking of this weekend. Terry is playing a show Saturday at Flights Pub on Evergreen Way with his new band (http://myspace.com/arisenfromnothing). So if you're over 21, you should probably go, 'cause apparently it's freeeee. I'll be there, and I'll probably be drunk as hell.
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