Early thoughts on a late night
I'm starting to feel more and more like my poor ol' car, the Rauni (may Goddess rest her soul, where ever her bits are now).
I seem to be constantly blowing emotional smoke. Sometimes I don't start, and other times I just seem to backfire with horrific results. Doesn't seem to be any mechanic I can take myself to though.
Wonder how much mileage I have before being junked? Bah - it's the early morning hours talking!