So damn tired of not having a car.
Yah — it’s in the fucking garage but it isn’t drive-able. I can’t drive for six months, from my time of the accident, that leaves me until about June. That’s a long fucking time.
If I were to drive, my license could be revoked. I can’t have that, don’t want it. Might as well suck it up and keep asking people for rides.
I’m not that mad that I was diagnosed with epilepsy but it’s a drag. So many restrictions.
I don’t think I can save my car anymore, so this leads me to having to save up for a new one. I hope I can make it by the time I’m able\allowed to drive again. I need a new job..or just…y’know, more hours.
Masked Intruder it is for the drowning of my sorrows.