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Egads. Talk about no license biting me in the ass tonight! I went to my friendly neighborhood non-Eckerd store with the wee sister. On the way back, the sister decides the car needs gas. We pull into the scary redneck gas station, and she is unsure how to work the pump. So she asks me! HAHAHAHAHA. Pumping gas is a good thing to do, yes, but I refuse to know anything about until I am driving the car I am getting gas for.

Dammit.

Anyway, once she figured it out, she made me go in and pay. I also apparently know nothing about paying for gas, because I said "I have $5 on number 2" in my usual meek little voice and the scary lady looks at me in a manner that can only be described as "Duh." She interrupted her dealings with the scary redneck guy at the counter (who was buying a chocolate milk, mind you) to do this.

Ack! It was scary!

So.

As Ganesha is my witness, I WILL at least learn to drive this summer. I will also learn everything there is to know about gas.

Hehe. I said gas.

Does Catch-22 have a point? I'm 200 pages in and I haven't quite gotten that yet... hmmm. Oh well.

Goodnight all. :)

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