I've come to the conclusion that the mistake I made last year was simply using too many words. My message got muddled, lost in all the verbage. 2008 was stupid, and it didn't get the point; it couldn't see the forest or the trees.

So let's try this again.

Dear 2009:

Don't. Fucking. Suck.

Kisses,
Becka

Don't get me wrong, it's fine now, and the mechanic took full responsibility and didn't charge me,* and he fit me in quickly on a busy day, and I appreciate all that, but that doesn't change the fact that today was the third time in its life my car has been rendered completely undriveable outside of a shop.

So.

January 8, 2008:
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