remember how i always run out of gas? and you've been there lots of times. 1) emily's house. were you there then? that one wasn't that big of a deal. my car just wouldn't start because i was out of gas. no big deal. 2) taking you home from my house one night. midnight. we ran out right next to the stake center. then for some stupid reason we called your dad to bring us gas instead of my parents. dumb. good thing your dad is nice. i think it might have been because my parents were sleeping... but anyway... 3) bangerter highway. you weren't there for that one. geoff was. luckily it was right next to 7-11, so we just got some gas. 4) on the way home from counting money during silver rush one night. freezing cold, and i was on the phone with you because you were telling me an intense story, and i was like, crap. i'm about to run out of gas. i'll call you back. ...i'm not sure why i couldn't be on the phone when i ran out of gas. but anyway, i called you back after i called my parents and they told me they had to finish watching the jazz game before they brought me gas. and you asked where i was and next thing i knew you pulled up behind me in your giant whitaker roofing vehicle. i was cold by this time because my heater wasn't running (no gas) so i got in your car and kept warm while i waited for my parents. thanks for that. then they came and gave me gas. i think that's all my running out of gas experiences... not sure. funny side note: remember where i was on that last time i ran out of gas? that's the exact same place i pulled over on the way home from school to throw up. that spot brings back many memories... great memories... not.
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