It's so disappointing that my driving is still so lousy after all this time.
Today I drove out for lunch with my daddy, and I mounted a kerb, and I wasn't even parking; it was just a normal left turn.
Highly embarrassing.
UUUURRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHH.
Monday has come and gone, and it seems I live my life the same way I play poker.
Pocket sixes in hand, the kind of cards you never know what to do with. The flop is unexciting, but someone ups the stakes; two bucks to play. I think for a bit, and then fold. On the turn I get trips, and on the river I get quarts, but none of that matters anymore.
On hindsight I wish I had stuck it through, but then that's life for you.