. . . . . drive a Honda Accord to Vegas.
I was looking forward to a nice long stretch of driving in my sweet little car. she's been working hard for me around town and deserves to stretch her legs a bit. But nevertheless, I could get her fixed up in time. She does fine around town, but with a busted thermostat housing and a sick waterpump, I couldn't afford to drive her 600 miles round trip through the desert from San Diego to Vegas this week.
So instead we have to borrow my girlfriend's mother's 99 Accord. Fucking boring, uncomfortable seats, wobbly as shit, and no ipod adapter. Not to mention, no rolling up to Vegas in style.
I'm pissed and I needed to rant. Rant over. Carry on.
I was looking forward to a nice long stretch of driving in my sweet little car. she's been working hard for me around town and deserves to stretch her legs a bit. But nevertheless, I could get her fixed up in time. She does fine around town, but with a busted thermostat housing and a sick waterpump, I couldn't afford to drive her 600 miles round trip through the desert from San Diego to Vegas this week.
So instead we have to borrow my girlfriend's mother's 99 Accord. Fucking boring, uncomfortable seats, wobbly as shit, and no ipod adapter. Not to mention, no rolling up to Vegas in style.
I'm pissed and I needed to rant. Rant over. Carry on.
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