So today I cut it as close as I think I ever have. The light's been on for a few days, actually, but I was just bumming around the neighborhood, so I figured I'd get to it when I got to it. When I went to start it at lunch, it took me a couple of key turns. Oops. But there's a gas station right by my work, and though it took a little urging to get going, it didn't sputter or anything. I keep my little book (I don't know why, I never do anything with the information), and the last time I got gas was May 6. May 6th! And I drove a hundred miles on Tuesday, to go to and from that interview.
So it was only 13.44 gallons! I was almost disappointed. I was hoping for 13.9 or some shit.
On the one hand, this isn't a very interesting post. On another, it seems like the kind to generate a ridiculous number of comments. On yet another, now that I've said that, it probably won't happen after all.