In which my pretend boyfriend has a better night than my real-life one...
Andy's car hasn't been running lately. He thought it was the starter or the cylanoid or someshit...
But now, after taking a good hard look at it, he thinks it's... the battery.
I've been schlepping him to work and back (along with a co-worker of his) for the better part of this week for something that could've been solved by a set of jumper cables and a trip to Wal-Mart.
This, along with his murky attitude all day (EVERYTHING is getting on his nerves), makes me realize just how lucky he is that I love him. Because otherwise...
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For the first time since I don't know when, my team (adopted, because Oklahoma doesn't have an NFL team yet and I don't like Jerry Jones) has won the Super Bowl.
Wonder how happy Harry is tonight.
WHO DAT? NOBODY!
Geaux Saints! You deserve it!
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Speaking of feelings and attitudes, I think mine could be improved with a decent night's sleep. So.
But now, after taking a good hard look at it, he thinks it's... the battery.
I've been schlepping him to work and back (along with a co-worker of his) for the better part of this week for something that could've been solved by a set of jumper cables and a trip to Wal-Mart.
This, along with his murky attitude all day (EVERYTHING is getting on his nerves), makes me realize just how lucky he is that I love him. Because otherwise...
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For the first time since I don't know when, my team (adopted, because Oklahoma doesn't have an NFL team yet and I don't like Jerry Jones) has won the Super Bowl.
Wonder how happy Harry is tonight.
WHO DAT? NOBODY!
Geaux Saints! You deserve it!
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Speaking of feelings and attitudes, I think mine could be improved with a decent night's sleep. So.