Hehe.

I've decided i'm not even going to talk about the eclipse anymore.

For real. It doesn't exist. It's like area 51. However, i'm not lifting a finger to fix her jetta. She can spend the money to have somebody else fix it since she refuses to do anything more than take it to an automatic car wash and put gas in it.

"I'm ready to start hooking up the jetta, i wouldn't mind having a system or atleast a sub"

"I have a 12 and a spare amp? Want me to hook it up?"

"No. I dont like that 'beating' shit."

"Ok. I suppose i'll just sell it or put another 12 and amp in my car"

*Huffing. Puffing. Look of dissapoint.*

Dave(foggy), my gf is a nympho. We've had sex a total of 3 times in the last month and a half. We used to do it everyday, sometimes twice a day. God forbid i spend my hard-earned $1600 tax return in a month on my car instead of her. I dont complain about her not being able to pay any bills here because she can't keep her money in a safe spot (somebody lifted her credit card and $50 cash. She has yet to notify the proper people and says "i'll do it later"), her car insurance is through the roof because she's totalled 3 honda civics, and her jetta payment is almost $400 a month. You can't act like you're richy-rich working fast food. I should be getting mad props since i support myself, my dsm, my two brothers, my mom and her. My name is on every check that leaves this house towards bills and major expenses. Whatever.

If anything, i should be pissed when she talks about cars. My asshole puckers up when i have to ride shotgun with her because honestly, i'm afraid i'm going to die. She looks straight ahead when she drives. Mirrors aren't there unless she's looking at herself in them. She'll rumage through cd's and shit and wont look up at the road for what seems like forever. Making her drive on any highway or interstate, especially in traffic isn't a smart thing. She'd rather drive her car to the destination she picked for us AND then bitch at me because i didn't drive. I put up with it because i'd rather be dead than walk. I'm not allowed to wear my ipod in the car since she figured out it's to tune her out. I just sit nice and keep my butthole tight.

Goodnight sweetheart...yes its time to go...bum bum bum bum bum...good night sweetheart yes I am one little a$$hole......bum bum bum bum....