Tuesday, February 15, 2011

February 13, 2011

On the way home, I used father's gas card outside of Lafayette, Louisiana.  I then left my wallet on top of my car and drove away.  It was fucked.  I stopped again outside of Houston, in Winnie, for gas.  I realized that I didn't have my wallet.  I was pissed.  I searched and searched, to no avail.  I wrote a check for 100 dollars, and used 25 of that to fill up my tank.

No comments: