This is my own little soapbox. Disclaimer: It is not written by someone you think you know, but by her evil twin. Absolutely nothing said here is true. Everything, including the last statement, is a complete work of fiction. This blog is completely boring, and includes entries on when I last washed my dishes, how many pairs of socks I've crocheted, and the occasional rant. These are not the droids you're looking for. Move along.
Monday, June 05, 2006
My Chariot
I took "my" car in to get an immobilizer this morning. (It's my mom's old car, but she's giving it to me.) This model isn't high on the list of those that get stolen, but it'll pay for itself in Autopac insurance in about three and a half years.
Aparently around 7 or 8 guys decided not to show up for work today, so what was scheduled to take half a day took way longer. I'll pick it up tomorrow... it'll be ready tonight, but it'll be a tight squeeze getting it, since Mom wants to go to a book signing tonight, and we're waiting to have dinner until my brother gets home. (He's got a job! Yay! This is his first day at work.)
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