I dropped my bf off at the airport yesterday evening and let me tell you it sucked major ass. Getting to the airport wasn't too bad cuz he's really good at directions. (He's gotten me unlost so many times which is really sad since he isn't even from this state.) But once I dropped him off I got lost for an hour on the airport loop. Do you wanna know how many times I went past that damn airport??? 5. 5 fucking times I went past it. I'm horrible at driving downtown. It's just way too stressful for me. And I refuse to get out and ask for directions cuz big cities scare the shit out of me. Grr. I'll just have someone drive me around for the rest of my life. God I'm so tired. Not only was I lost for over an hour, but I'd only gotten two hours or so of sleep the night before. When i got home I only had the energy to take a shower and go to sleep. If my bf haden't called me at 9:30 this morning I woulda overslept and missed my Spanish class. Oy, but this weekend was worth it all. But that's not a rant, so maybe I'll tell ya about it in another area. Anyway, thanks for listening to my long, kinda confusing rant.