Yay, me! And yay for you, too. It has taken me a whole month, but I finally managed to carve out a few minutes of peace and quiet for myself. And where am I spending it? Here, with you! You're so lucky.
I wanted to inform everyone that I recently demonstrated my hard-core commitment to the CrashTest Lifestyle by performing an act that, I'm pretty sure, guarantees my lifetime membership in the as-of-now-nonexistent club. What is the CrashTest Lifestyle? One that endures and, yes, even dares to invite, the inevitable thrills and spills of a diverse and full life worth living. Not adrenaline junkies, we are but humble and quiet participants, who have, and eagerly continue to, volunteer for the ride of our lives- indeed, the very ride to end all rides! Viva la Vida!!!
That being said, I just wanted to let you know that to prove my devotion last week, when things got a little too slow around here, I decided to run my car into my house.
Okay. Enough said. Now you know. I rock, right?
Go me. Crash Test Rider. Or, in this case, "Driver". Or, if the truth be known, "Not-Driver". More like, "Unintentional-Passenger", really.......
