it went under!

one of our attempts of blowing up utah lake during it's frozen state.

i forget how good beyonce is sometimes. does anyone else feel so lightheaded after singing with her?

i want to write poems. people who write poems are funny. but i'd rather rap.

i'd rather be a con artist than a file girl.

i got 99 problems and my whip is one of em

guess who saw the red white and blue last night? i'm not talking about the flag. i'm talking about sirens. from a cop cah. weea weea woo weea weea wo, like a cop cah. seriously, the po-lice be on me. obviously they all had a meeting where they decided if they saw a red cr-v with a wolf sticker, pull it the hell over. it's a really good thing he pulled me over on a bad day, or else i don't think i could've put on the show i did. i know that all he had to do was look at my face and know that giving me a ticket would ruin my life. full on waterworks, full on pleading, full on desperation. i even managed to slip in a joke when i accidentally handed him my debit card instead of my i.d. and told him he could just go get some dinner with it and we could forget about this whole thing. i swear when they go back to their cars all they do is play online poker or something cause it takes way too long, and if they win they don't give you a ticket, but if they lose they get all pissed and write you up. during that time i thought about abandoning ship and just running right into that powerplant i was parked next to. or just making a run for the mountains. obviously i don't need my car anymore, since all they do is pull it over, and obviously i don't need an i.d. if i'm on the run. good thing he appeared back into my window at that moment. guess what? he must've won his game. no ticket. cruise control is my new best friend.

everyone keeps saying whoa. if you don't believe me then check your blog titles.

i can't sleep fer shit this week. maybe you've noticed cause all my comments on facebook are at like 2 in the morning. if you're being sketchy and need a ride, then give me a call cause chances are i'll be awake. even if you're in idaho

c'mon cr-v

yes officer, you can pull me over. i swear i was going 80 and not 97. i don't think my car can even go that fast. we're going to the hot pots. i shouldn't have said that. we're going to visit our sick grandmother. i shouldn't be wearing this beanie and wolf coat. we don't party sir. five miles til our exit. good thing i paid that parking ticket. yeah you can act like that tool of a motorcycle cop that i didn't notice trying to pull me over, who could while listening to rihanna anyway? how dare he even pull me over while my favorite song is playing. no, i won't pull over till my song is over. sure i'll take that seatbelt ticket sir, but no i will not put my seatbelt on. sure i'll take this speeding ticket highway patrolman. no, i will not tell my dad. i will try not to eat it and spit it out. i will pay it on the last day possible. you will ruin my christmas. or my bringing christmas, rather. highway patrol and motorcycle cops don't mess around. yes i will go to traffic school. no i will not speed anymore, so stop following me so close dammit!

yes car, you may start after ten seconds of dying noises. yes closest gas station you may be out of gas. no car, you cannot make it on that highway. no car, you can't even make it down the street. yes anna, you may rummage nearby sheds, find a gas can, and walk to the only other gas station in mapleton. no you cannot call your mom. good thing you stole allisons ipod today, and good thing she has pink friday. and good thing mapleton is a tiny town, and you're not in silver city. and good thing you look really sketchy right now.

yes tire, you may be flat. you may be one hundred percent flat today. yes i will open my car door and run my thigh into the corner. check out that bruise. hey dad.. i've got a flat tire. yes, my tires are under warranty, yes my new tire was free.

should i continue to drive? do i want to find out what's next in my bad car luck?

i really don't know.