But Chris re-set the trip odometer for me when he filled it up last, so this time when I filled it up I figured out what kind of milage I'm getting.
12.78 miles per gallon.
Ha ha ha ha!
OK, folks, never do not have a job.
On the bright side, I am getting a lot more comfortable driving this big bastard. Tight spot in the parking lot, and one side of me is an island of grass? I drive right over the curb now. Well, I mean, I have often done that, but before it was an ACCIDENT; now I'm doing it on purpose. It's better, trust me. ;D
A school update, because to see something has been accomplished gives me motivation:
- English Studies midterm out of the way as of 6 p.m. - American Lit paper out of the way as of 10 p.m. - Have done as much studying as I can for tomorrow's 8 a.m. World History exam. Cannot keep all the Charles(es) and Fredericks straight. - Then I get to get crackin' on my Linguistics midterm for Tuesday.
Then I think I have, like, a few days where I have no big major thing to worry about. Praise jeebus.
I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!
A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.
One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.
When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.
An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.
When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."
The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"