A chronicle of mundaneness steeped in irony and pointed realism with no real direction or point and no real defined end-point. Except maybe Tuesday, which Tuesday I leave as an exercise for the reader...
Saturday, May 10, 2003
my car is fixed...after a sawzall and about few hours...much better in the ride and handling department...and I had the foresight to put in HD bits so hopefully this won't have to be done again...
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