leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And elves hide my car keys. Last night I pulled into Diamond Shamrock to buy coke before I went home. Like two seconds before I killed the engine the Empty Light turned on. I actually scolded the car. Out-loud. I sat in the car yelling at it and smacking the steering wheel. "No!" "Just cuz we're at the gas station does not mean you get to be on E." I considered not putting gas just to teach the car a lesson. But then I felt bad, so I did anyway. I guess it makes up for all the times I drive around with the Empty Light on and after like ten minutes, the light will go off and the gauge will move up a little. I think God puts gas in my car. Now some of you may be thinking: Deluded...definitely. A danger to others...possibly. Malfunctioning gas gauge moron, call the dealer...probably. But I think a world where you don't believe in endless possibilities would be terribly dreary. Ummm...you might oughta pretend I was kidding about all this. Yeah...ha ha! Get it guys? Guys? Nevermind. 12:48 p.m. - November 05, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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