Carness

I remembered today why I don't take the bus to work. Getting up 30 minutes earlier is not fun. Once or twice is okay, but I can see myself becoming a true psycho if I had to do it everyday.

On a good note after an adventure waiting for buses in Kent I have my car back. It runs much better and loves me again. Unfortunately the mom-mobile will need either its radiator bored or a new radiator to make it a truly happy car.

I will make this work. First though, I need to find me some dinner. mmmm real food