havent written in here in a while, i know you all must miss my ramblings ;)  darren has been looking for a new apartment.. probably in pb (pacific beach for all you non californians)..  now heres the thing, pb is a great place to live as far as the entertainment and beach goes.. just blocks away from all the bars and clubs galore.. the drawback is that youre just blocks away from all the bars and clubs galore..
last friday we decided to head out to typhoon saloon on garnet for a night of drunken fun and sweaty dancing with some friends.. it was a 5 minute drive on the freeway to get there, and another 20 minute drive around town trying to find a damn parking spot.. it doesnt help at all that im night blind and can not parallel park to save my life..
so anyway, after the 20 minutes darren was pulling whats left of his hair out and chain smoking..
Darren: damnit jen theres another spot!
Me: but its too small!  can i turn left here?? i cant see!!
Darren: (squirming in his seat) thats it! forget about making a left turn and just turn right here and pull over!
Me: but why?

Darren: because im going to park!!

so wouldnt you know that 5 minutes after he takes over the wheel we get a spot just up the road from the club..
so this whole incident has me rethinking the idea that him moving to pb is so great.. because you know hes gonna want me to drive over every night after work, and i just can not see darren coming out of his house every night just to park my car for me..