Tribute to the Dodge Caravan.

Today a Dodge Caravan was driving in front of me and it reminded me of the old days when we owned one. I really don't know why the Stratus gets all the cool points...

The memories all came flooding back; breaking down in traffic, getting my fingers slammed in that stupid sliding door, seeing the big clunky thing a mile away and feeling myself cringe. Oh, good times.

Then some hippies bought it, added a shag rug and a table and it was a whole new vehicle. They also paid in cash which was a bit sketch. I remember seeing wads of money all over the table that just screamed at me to pick them up and throw them in the air. 

Jesus Turned Water into Andre

So! My first non-xanga/kiwibox/livejournal blog. It's a big step, but I have confidence that I can take on this great responsibility.

I missed out on about 6 months of blogging gold,

but I'll try to catch up now...

My Year in a Basement began in June in this lovely little masterpiece.

I live with the best ladies a girl could ask for....

Wesley and I have been dating 16 months as of today....

I go to school at this fine establishment...

I have the best times with my second family..

and my gang signs read V.A.B.  

I can't tell if I have been bit by the blogging bug or if I simply don't want to do my homework...but I have a feeling there will be many more entries to come!

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