Normally summer for means lots of driving to and from great places.
This summer, like others was supposed to be that way. Albeit not as much as past summers, but hey growing up. Anyways, car problem after car problem after car problem kinda prevented that. Then there is the problem of me being entirely all too poor to have the funds to buy a plane ticket at a reasonable time.
Yesterday my plans for buying a ticket to Nevada for the burn fell through. After a bit of crying and some sleep I think I have figured it out.
Because after all there is no way in hell that I am not going to the desert.
Anyhow, just a bit of venting on my squashed summer plans. Its still been a good one though. Wouldn’t have made it without my friends.