Still getting used to the new car, as you can see, even though it’s already been two months. There have been times where I’m like “NO NO NO NOT AGAIN – oh, wait, it’s just my knee knocking against the paneling.” Or I tune into a certain sound and turn off my music to find… Continue reading The Slightest Sound
It’s been a few days now since you’ve arrived in Colorado. You’ve partied it up, bonded with your relatives’ dogs, and basically been having a grand old time on vacation. But now, as with all things, it must come to an end. And so begins the final part of your road trip: the journey home.… Continue reading Drew’s Steps to Road Trips: The Trip Home
Uh oh. Where’s Lars being taken to? Tune in Friday to find out!
…yeah. I don’t know, you guys. It’s been a very, very surreal past couple of days. And I’m sure it’s only going to stranger this weekend, since I’m probably not going to be able to leave the house due to inclement weather. First off, Wednesday evening, I get called downstairs by my mother who has… Continue reading …
Yes, folks, it’s true. It appears (HOPEFULLY) that my car is finally, finally working the way that it’s supposed to. *cue Hallelujah chorus* And it seems as if all of the troubles can be blamed on one, small but in the scheme of things rather important, element: the key. Let me explain. For the… Continue reading Click Click Click Click
Money comes, money goes. And sometimes money has to pay for the fact that you didn’t take a turn sharp enough and ended up running into a curb which resulted in a flat tire and your car needing to be realigned. This pretty much ate up most of my paycheck that I just got… Continue reading Adulting: Money
I thought pumping gas would be harder than it actually is, which is kind of why I put it off until I started up my car yesterday and thought, “Uh oh,” followed by the thought of me sobbing on the side of the road with an empty gas tank. Never a good thought, trust me.… Continue reading Adulting: Pumping Gas
As someone who only got his driver’s license 5, 6 months ago, my feelings about driving have vacillated between “Look at me! I’m an adult! I can drive myself places! Vroom vroom!” to “HOLY CRAP I’M GOING TO DIE I’M GOING TO DIE I’M GOING TO DIE WHERE DID THAT TRUCK COME FROM AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHH!” Usually… Continue reading Driving = ARGH