Rhonda is trying to kill me...seriously...she refused to work last night, in fact, she just wanted to keep going and drag me along with her. I asked her to stop, she said no, I told her to stop, she said "fuck you"....somehow we made it home and I've decided I am not going out with her anytime soon - crazy bitch. And yet, I still have to get to work and she's my rides so I have to circumvent her. Serves her right though bein' mean to me like that...
[btw Rhonda is my car.]

[btw Rhonda is my car.]