Dear insert-supernatural-entity-of-choice-here, I'm tired. Helped a friend move today...said friend has a lot of stuff, most of which is books. And the boxes of books were packed to the very top of each. This made for some Very Heavy Boxes. But we rocked it hard: packed up two households, drove two hours, and unpacked two households by four p.m. Woot. Although at the end there, I was only held upright by the layers of dried sweat coating my skin. And I have a sunburn. Just a little one.
Coming back, I saw a rather nice little sedan car with a flimsy black spoiler of ridiculous size, and an oversized muffler to make the engine sound big. Guys, this does not make your car look cool. It makes your car look silly. In the world of car fashion, this is the equivilent of a beanie hat with a propeller on top. Other cars laugh at your car. And not behind it's back, either. Oh, no. They're upfront with the derision. The mocking is great.
And now, I'm exhausted, and there's a thunderstorm over my head. I think I'm going to zzzzzzzzz...
Coming back, I saw a rather nice little sedan car with a flimsy black spoiler of ridiculous size, and an oversized muffler to make the engine sound big. Guys, this does not make your car look cool. It makes your car look silly. In the world of car fashion, this is the equivilent of a beanie hat with a propeller on top. Other cars laugh at your car. And not behind it's back, either. Oh, no. They're upfront with the derision. The mocking is great.
And now, I'm exhausted, and there's a thunderstorm over my head. I think I'm going to zzzzzzzzz...