tyler was

gonna write a huge imaginative blog describing his fear of not having his toothbrush whilst being whisked away onto a deserted island where attractive females probably roam. he instead wrote it as his facebook status. he was also gonna write about his fears of only having a few days left an not letting everyone know how much he will miss them, but how damn excited he is about getting to get out and do something different. but then he drank a beer and got quite sleepy. quite sleepy indeed... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz and in the morning his poor car emily was all fixed and better, having nothing been wrong with it in the first place, just a mild case of pre road trip jitters and shakes.