Why Jenni has Joined the "I Hate Cars" Side.

So, I just went down to Cypress to visit Hannah and Megan. The evening was nice, we went for dinner and then to the hookah bar and just generally hung out.

It was getting there and back that sucked...first, on my way down, I was rear-ended on the 405, just next to LAX. I was fine, my dad's car was fine, but I still had to do the whole insurance exchange thing, and I was quite shaken up. I couldn't move for the first several moments. Then, on the way back, everything is totally fine, save that I'm a few minutes later than I expected, but as I turned into the driveway (a turn which I've been fine with countless times in all three cars), I accidentally scrapped a stub of a bush that had been trimmed and I couldn't see. So now there is a scrape and a bit of a dent next to the back wheel on the passenger side. I feel stupid, and like shit, and can't blame my parents for how mad they'll be in the morning. Also, yesterday the key wouldn't turn in the ignition of my mom's car after we got off the RedLine after the show (evidently the wheels were jammed). I am done with cars for this trip. If Ian wants me to go to Tiger Heat (assuming my parents still let me), he'll need to get me a ride. No more driving this trip. Especially night driving; that stump was too low to see in the dark.

I feel like shit and wanna go home, where I can walk to my friend's apartments and take buses to interesting things like shows.

Someone call me. I need a good voice.