Pedal to the Metal

Hmm… less than a week since last post. Better than usual I suppose. *shrugs*

Leastways, I have big-ish news. I have a car now. The logical question at this point is “Do you have your license?” and no, I don’t. See, my family decided to do things a little bit backwards as the other cars we have are a big ol’ Ford Expedition and the even larger F-250 Battleship Truck, not exactly great learning to drive cars. This in mind, the family went out to look at cars and the first one we saw we ended up buying. If this surprises you, you’ve never dealt with my dad. He isn’t impulsive, per say, but he is a lot less burdened by the indecisiveness my mom and I suffer from. If he finds the thing he wants, he gets it because it may not be there tomorrow.

Onto the car itself, it is a 2007 Hyundai Accent with 14,000 miles on it. It was owned by some old people who apparently smoked in it a bit but we set off some magical anti-stink bomb and now it smells fine. It is really nice to drive, its tiny and it turns on a dime.

I have to get my license this summer because I am supposed to drive myself and my brother to school next year. Fun.

We’ve had two more game sessions since last post and things are going well, but the players are finding that furniture is more often than not secured to the ground in the galaxy far, far away. (On account of their penchant for looting.) Last night instead of fighting in an encounter, Alex’s character seduced the lady folk enemies while the rest of the group blasted the others. Alex is playing a pink alien with a matching pink lightsaber. How ghastly.

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Jordan Keagle would like to emphasize that his car does not actually have Rebel Alliance symbols on it. Yet.