Frighteningly Mobile
Well. I'm driving. Without a license. Is terrible, I know, but I need to get to work. I've been studying for my driving test and *cough* practicing as much as possible. Am hoping to take the test Thursday.
Anyway, I'm still Pete the Terrible Navigator. I got lost. Twice. On the interstate. First time I just didn't know where I was going. I still have the barest of ideas. The second time I just missed my turn and couldn't get back for four miles. Bleh. Also it's windy as hell out there. Sounds like the end of the world. I thought music would be distracting but it would've been better than that awful banshee howling.
I owe people apologies. Driving is scary and if I had to put up with me there'd be fiery death all around.
Anyway, I'm still Pete the Terrible Navigator. I got lost. Twice. On the interstate. First time I just didn't know where I was going. I still have the barest of ideas. The second time I just missed my turn and couldn't get back for four miles. Bleh. Also it's windy as hell out there. Sounds like the end of the world. I thought music would be distracting but it would've been better than that awful banshee howling.
I owe people apologies. Driving is scary and if I had to put up with me there'd be fiery death all around.