I rise early, for at any moment I can be called into work. I must drive Kristin's car because twice in the past week the power steering has gone out in my own special vehicle. And by 'gone out', I don't mean we ran out of power steering fluid. I mean that my belt has been sheared in half twice by some mysterious ghost raccoon thing that haunts my
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i'm so glad you're not dead/scolded alive
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that was entertaining.
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