Curse of the Quarter Tank

Why is it that every time I look down at my gas gauge it reads below a quarter tank? This frightens me, almost as more than how I look in the morning. Seriously - it could be that at the moment I decide to only fill up to half tank - but I never see it close to the half, it's always the bottom. Could also be the fact that Califonia's gas prices are ridiculous. Meh, whatever. I've become very resourceful since living in LA though - like today, this giant cereal box we finished, I cut down and made it into a holder for my headshots! Aren't I a little Martha! The miraculous thing is that I may have only eaten one bowl of that cereal - meaning, CHRISSY loves her cereal - seriously, she does. That girl eats more cereal than anyone I've ever met. But it's healthy, so at least she's not eating tubs of lard like I do. Man I love lard. I decided to take a day off from the canyon today - just chill out -it's Sunday - ain't no one gon tell me what ta do! Foo! ooo i wonder if Landon's having tv night again! I'm calling now! VOICEMAIL! Can't wait to see Grey's Anatomy! Woohoo! Ok, well, i should probably shower today.......ew.