It's the end of the world as we know it...and I feel fine...

...the day that no one thought would EVER happen has finally dawned on us...I am giving away all of my old books...
...yep, I'm talking Saddle Club, Thoroughbred, Goosebumps, Animorphs (the two or three that I owned). EVERYTHING. It makes me a little teary eyed to think of it, but they've brought me by being in my life long enough...now they can bring me joy by clearing out space in my closet..mwahaha...

What precipitated this...drastic change? I'd like to say it was some sort of brilliant, existentialist moment where I realized my childhood fiction novels were holding me back on an intellectual level, but we all know I'm a far more shallow person then that and my reasoning behind this sudden decision is every bit as shallow...

...after much negotiation, my dad agreed to teach me how to drive a stick if I cleaned out my closet...you have no idea how revolutionary this is...the fact that I don't know how to drive a stick is like a tranquilizer for my dad...he knew that as long as I didn't actually have the knowledge necessary to drive the Viper, it (and the rest of the world) was safe. Now, however, his safety net is gone and he must live every night in FEAR. MWAHAHA. I feel like I shouldn't be this happy over this...but I am..oh how I am...

...on another note...today, the Curry kids tied me to a lawn chair and locked me outside the house...god I missed them so much...it's good to be home...