luridsky

I spent the afternoon shoveling my car out from under a huge mound of snow. She's now safely parked in the driveway where no plow can reach her. Now I'm horribly bored and when I get bored I get sad and I hate getting sad. There is nothing to do. I can't spend my money because I have to get my plane ticket for San Diego in the next few days.

I need chapstick.