a) I finally have my license and a car. The car is a potential source of distress because I shouldn't have nice things--if I'm only now learning how to take care of my nice(r) shoes, I really have no business trying to take care of a several thousand dollar vehicle. My driving instructor was this totally avuncular Iranian-Paki dude who took me ( Read more... )

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I pride myself on not exploding but I probably need to use this more.

In the meantime, I will express my angst with ecards:


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