kate, i say dont fix your headlights. when i was a teenage rockstar (minus the rockstar part, and add "hopeless geek"), some crucial part of my car would routinely falter. then there would be a conversation between me and my father that started with him saying, "How's the car?" and me saying, "Oh, it's great. Everything's fine. It would be neat if the gas pedal hadn't fallen off, but otherwise it's just dandy." then my dad would steal the car, mumbling something about a "Mechanic" (whatever that is), and months later i would get the car back, gas pedal and all. so i quickly learned that mentioning anything wrong with the car would leave me without said car (or "transportation," which to a teenage boy translates into "precious blood and nourishing oxygen of life") and i have been tight-lipped about mechanical failures ever since. so i say, just pretend that the headlights still work fine. i once pretended for two weeks that my steering wheel worked fine, even though it really wouldnt turn anymore, and i survived despite several narrow misses.
james's friend is here. he's a strapping lad with dark hair and a gloomy disposition. im going to cheer him up and then make him mine. he's sleeping on the couch right now, so im thinking of putting on a teddy and going down there. i'll let you know what i decide.
that mr. Pale Blue has it right about customer service reps. one time a package my friend had ordered under the care of Fed Ex was devoured, and Fed Ex was like "Sorry." and he was like, "Umm, don't you have some kind of guarantee about packages being delivered on time?" and Fed Ex was like, "Oh sure, we guarantee delivery. But the guarantee isn't good for anything. It's not like you get your money back or something." so that was the end of that. since then i have hated Fed Ex. learning that it's nothing more than a bunch of audio cassette executioners over there doesnt surprise me at all. something must be done to stop them.
well folks, it's late and im drunk. so im going to stumble around the internet and make beligerant comments until i get kicked out. then im going to stand outside the internet in a smelly bathrobe and protest being kicked out until they call the cops on me.
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