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I feel like the world is closing in on me, too--so you're not alone. Just last night, my car ran hot (again), while I was on my way to a date. And the earliest it can be fixed is Monday, since the shop's closed on Saturday and Sunday. My date showed up at the appointed event (dinner with the Singletons). And I stood her up because of my accursed car. I called her last night, left a message explaining what happened, but I don't know if I'll ever hear from her again.

foradifferentkindofgirl (fadkog)

I have itty bitty baby fingernails because they keep splitting and breaking, and STILL I have not been writing, so really, no pressure!

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