Index - Profile - Archives - Notes - DiaryLand - Random ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 842. Or, Pen Light. My car is dying. Its rainbow blood is dripping into the gutter, and you can see where it has left little hints that this was coming all over the front of the house. It's been screaming at me for days, I can't take it to the doctor until Tuesday. It will sit neglected and I will drive another to work, all the while feeling like I'm cheating. For some reason, this feels a lot like having my wings clipped. We all know how well I do in a cage. [Not very.] 10:21 a.m. - 2004-02-21 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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