so... today after work, the tall blond's headlight fell off again. happens all the time apparently. because i'm the man of the house, she asked for some help with fixing it. i rewired the lights, but we just could not get the headlights to stay in place. i know it looks like i'm not doing anything, but trust me, i am. (i can't believe i'm typing this or even showing you photos of this, but i KNOW you wouldn't believe me otherwise). she duct tapes everything together. EVERYTHING. an apparently, everytime her headlights fall off, she just goes out, gets more and duct tapes those onto the car, too. like, my day wasn't hectic enough!
while i was in there, i decided to check her tranny fluid. apparently, she let it go completely empty a while back. blonds! she left the funnel in the car, which was nice. and the levels seemed to be okay. so, i guess that was good. whoever decided that women could live on their own or drive cars had obviously never met the tall blond girl.
here it is. her car with the new headlight. the scrappy strip to the far right--that's where the old duct tape flew off the highway this morning along with the old headlight. fortunately, her brother had the foresight to stockpile new headlight materials for her. if he's so good with cars, i don't understand why he doesn't just fix it (really!) for her. anyway... after all this time working with the duct tape, i recalled an email from earlier today which she sent out from my email address (not too bright that one) where she told someone she could be creepy and tie me up and duct tape my little mouth shut.
so, i hit her in the head with the frying pan and tied her up and duct taped her mouth shut. now, who is whose daddy?!?!?! hahahah! totally kidding, man. i don't hit chics. i convinced her to pose for this photo. i thought it would be funny. and that bump on her head is from the accident, NOT me.
man, this camera is cool! i'm off to watch more gilmore girls and RE-lax. i'm exhausted.
-hat
p.s. those gilmore girls are cute! ;P
