five thousand shades of blue
Saturday, February 15, 2003
it's saturday
And I'm working.
Julie redecorates, and it makes me want to also. In my copious free time, of course.
Via
Janis: read
this without liquid in your mouth. Unless you
want it to come out of your nose. Because it will. Oh yes, it will.
I took my car in to the garage to get it looked at, because it accelerating slower and clunkier than an old '60s VW bus... well, my worst fears were correct. My car has so many things wrong with it that it's essentially not safe to drive, less belts and bolts go flying off into every direction while going 55 mph (who are we kidding... 65 mph)_down the freeway. And the repairs would cost more than it's worth. Feh. At least we still have the truck to drive, but I'm going to hate not having a little car to run errands around town in (that, and not being able to carry more than 2 passengers).
is
this just not enough…?
