car 54, where are you, where are you?!

I laid down the law today. In the most passive aggressive kind of way possible, but it was laid down nonetheless. Let's rewind to my childhood, where maybe you as an outsider can objectively determine what event in my short-lived, uneventful life made me so damn maleable :). I'm not sure if i was super domineering in a previous life, maybe hardcore S&M got me down, but either way i'm a pushover. Now that i've set the scene, lets fastforward to today, when i opened my car for the first time in 4 days and found it completely trashed, and the tank half empty (yes, half-empty. this is my pessimistic quota for the day). Well, i wasn't gonna take this laying down, no siree! lets just say i made my message very clear to all future car-borrowers. **note, the message i'm refering to is written on pastel pink paper and taped to my steering wheel. if that's not intimidating than i don't know what is.** sarah says hi. emily looks like a hooker. love ya. xoxo gossip girl