Friday.

This is a loving depiction (literally a 5 minute doodle, I couldn't even be bothered to colour it in properly) of the car I drive about (only as a learner sadly.) It's my mum's, and doesn't look half as bad as I've drawn it, this shows the inside out. Me and my sister call it the pigeon. Why? Because its grey and shitty. The gear box is intermittent, the wing mirrors move inwards as your journey progresses, and the clutch bite point changes when it feels like it (according to my dad this is because one of the metal brackets holding the clutch in place bends in and out freely (a comforting thought.) But I actually love this car, in a strange way. I've gotten used to driving it, and I love it now. It's like a friend, of the grey, metallic, vehicular sort.
ALSO.
What's with the new facebook layout? I'd only just about got to grips with the old one, then all of a sudden it changes. Mind you I'm a technophobe so it's a mean feat just managing to turn the computer on some days. I'm proud to say I'm better at the whole computer thing than my nan though, so I'm succeeding on that front, if you count being more technologically able than a 73 year old woman as a success...