I drove Brittany home after FUEL group last night, and it was so much fun. I mean, FUEL was fun, but the driving was just as much if not more so. We talked, listened to the Monkees, laughed at my brother, but in good fun, for once. And her Dad let me, now that's the shocker. He's not very pro-teen drivers, but he trusts me enough with his daughter's life. Now, that's trust. And she got home perfectly safe last night. Trust factor increases. Road trip, here I come.  So, I must say, I do enjoy driving with Brittany. We always have something to talk about, and ya know Britt, we would make awesome road trip buddies....even with the supressor of feminism in the back seat. (hah hah.)