I hate cars.

Remember the time I had a super generous friend lend me a car, and then I drove it for two days (and less than 30 miles) before it started having problems driving?

Back to the green limousine in the morning.

I'm really excited that I get to leave the house by 5:45am to be at work by 7:45am.

Of course by really excited, I mean, "really want to bash my head against the wall."

Did I mention that it's an 11 minute drive?

Just when I thought I had some good luck come my way . . . Awesome.