The car adapter for my ipod doesn't work anymore. Well it works, it just comes through in cruddy one channel sound. It's only ideal if you enjoy what sounds like somebody playing rythm guitar under water. Since I'm addicted to playing music while I drive, I'm really mourning this loss.
I feel like those idiots in that commercial. You know that one. It's for the Hyundai or Kia or some other Korean car and the people forget where to put gas into their car. Well that actually happened to me today. Nothing makes me feel more like an idiot like circling the gas station trying to figure how the hell to get gas in my car.
I'm actually going to miss President Bush, I so enjoy blaming things on him. Today I blamed the fact that I spent 3.45 a gallon on him. I mean I love blaming everything on this man. I'm out of orange juice? Blame President Bush. The batteries in my remote died? Blame President Bush. Can't find a parking spot? Blame Bush. Then I retaliate by saying, "If Gore won, remotes wouldn't even need batteries anymore."
The Pringles I bought today tasted nasty, however... what the hell was I doing buying Pringles?
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