When life gives you a broken water pump, replace it.
My car runs fine for as long as I can remember, then my mom drives it for a week and now I'm under the hood scratching the hell out of my hands. Thankfully I have a buddy that can both fix anything and will work for beer I can afford. I pissed my brother off, and managed to do so in poetic justice fashion, as he is pissed at me for the same reason I got pissed at a really close female friend of mine (and both he and I are right). Confusing? Sure, but it all comes down to making an effort, and I've been remiss that regard. I figure I'll start slow. Tomorrow I'll fix the Jeep, Thursday I'll get haircut, and I'll be ready for world domination on Friday.
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grivas) wrote,
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