yeah. I got my license and shit. It was super easy. I asked when we pulled back in, "so thats it?" and she says "unless you want to do a y-turn or parallel" and I was all, "I rock the Y-turns, but no thanks" and she gave me my license. people look at you funny if you punch air at the dmv while yelling "Full of win," but fuck them. I can drive. So drive I did. To the playground, To the mall to buy hot topic bumper stickers, to the bookstore.

but I still have to take a fucking cab to mojis checkup, because Z needs the van to get to work.

I can drive like a mug. my keyboard is all pozatski.