How much gas does a social life buy?

Not much.

I filled my tank Thursday afternoon (around 6pm-ish).
I filled my tank Saturday morning (11am-ish).

That's pathetic. I drive too much. But you know what? It's not the driving that bothers me, it's the gosh darn traffic that CONSUMES me. I mean, it drains so much I need anti-depressants for every time I hop on the freeway.

Thursday (for dinners with friends and professors) -

I drove from my apartment in South Central LA (ye-ah!) to Hollywood and then to Westwood and then back. Roughly 35 miles total that took nearly two hours to complete. Welcome to LA, right? I made some great observations:

1) Ugly cars drive slower than the nicer ones - however, the occasional not-so-great car with the frustrated college student goes at a better speed
2) People who are not going to drive above 65 feel some kind of liberation driving in the left lane because they hold back us "reckless" drivers.
3) Sometimes, the second lane from the farthest ride is the best one because no one suspects it! It's the best keep secret that only works 10% of the time.
4) After someone mentioned it to me, I see now that bald men like convertibles. Again, whether embracing their hairless head is liberating or they like the sunny glow, it's quite common.
5) We need public transportation.

Friday (for shopping and unprecedented frozen yogurt) -

Drove from my apartment to Pasadena...medium traffic
Drove from Pasadena to my apartment...traffic
Drove from my apartment to my home...unimaginable traffic - and sigalert.com is NOT reliable

Observations:
1) I HATE THE 60 FREEWAY - it has the ugliest scenery, cars, and meanest drivers.
2) USC license plates are everywhere before I hit the 60.
3) I wish I had a jet by now...

Saturday (for hanging out and charity) -

Drove from my Chino Hills home to West Hollywood
Drove from West Hollywood to Culver City
Drove from Culver City back to West Hollywood
Drove from West Hollywood back to my home...MAJOR TRAFFIC ON A SATURDAY?!?!!

Why do they call it "stop and go" traffic anyway? Isn't it more like "stop and try to go?"

I almost fell asleep on my way home today. When I can't speed, weave, steadily drive, or chat with someone, the sleepy comes to get me.
If you're ever bored, call me... I'm probably driving.