If I ran the world, I'd start with that.
Nah, start with Daniel. I'll be okay, I thought my wife was going to be really mad about something that I couldn't control, but she's not. OTOH, the kids are sick, so the day isn't great but not as bad as I thought. Plus, I slipped out and took care of my last bit of Christmas shopping.
I just head that the most stolen car is the '95 Honda Civic. My car is a '94 Honda Civic.
I just realized that I get January 2nd off. Yay! Who wants to play in SF or see a movie or go to Target or something?
My car is a '94 Honda Civic
Phew! Close call. Also, I can get you parts cheap.
My car is a '94 Honda Civic
Phew! Close call. Also, I can get you parts cheap.
What, you run a chop shop on the side?
His name is Jason Jones.
He's the host of Craft Corner Deathmatch! Oh my.
Timelies all!
Yes, I am posting from work. I don't care. There are a handfull of folks here, and my boss isn't one of them. I have a bit of a headache, which I knew would happen since I was getting the weird blurry flashy bits in my vision not too long ago. I took one Advil and may take another soon.
Oh, and I get to fly to Florida to visit my folks until Monday. Whee.(On the bright side, I will, with luck, get to see Laura while I'm there)
I just called in to let my officemate know that because of the vw car situation, I would be late. She talked me out of coming in at all.
So I get, well, not woken up but forced out of bed, by a phone call this morning. From Chelsea Police. They found my car; I live in Salem.
It was there when I got home last night around 7pm. Fuckity fuck FUCK!!!
Oh fuck, Frank! I empathize. That is a bad call to get.
Ask AA or the police where to tow it to--they will have more experience with this than you will
Sadly they do. Both were helpful to me when I was in the same situation.
Sorry to hear about the bug car too.
I would so not leave the house today if it were an option. It's not though.
I was twitchy beyond anything when I was in NYC and people were talking to me. Local people. It was every kind of wrong. And it happened a lot too. Wrong.
But... but... but... Cassie, you were staying with me...
Well I expected to talk with you. It was the locals on the subway and on the street that way invaded my personal talky bubble.