It is cool that you have a blog and stuff. Breaking the “Miss Professional” mode (like you said in your profile) it seems so many people fall into. But anyways, I guess I’ll see you and Melissa at the library next time I get my break from UB.
But yeah, bye! :o)
]]>I had a drunk lady pull out of a K&K directly into my car when I was 18. That sucked. It was also one of the rare times I ever saw my husband (who wasn’t my husband then) truly angry. He came to get me and help me with the car, and I swear he was grappling with the notion of punching this woman.
A few years ago, my dad bought a brand-new car without mentioning it to me. So he drove it from the dealer’s lot directly to my house to show me. When he slowed down to pull onto my street, a teenager who’d just gotten his license rear-ended him. That sucked, too. The car had something like 10 miles on it.
]]>Wasn’t nearly as bad as your accident, though. Ugh.
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