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I am free. On the last day of using my mother's car, she pulled a nasty passive aggressive thing with me, and it was so rude and so out of line. But it's done, and never again. I will drive away in the Toonces-mobile tomorrow.

Work was alright. Long, and I didn't want to be there for a lot of reasons. It is redeemable for being noticed for my tremendous surge in production, and for the conversation with British Boy. He's charming.

Melynda and Gene were having a psychobabble war when I got home. That game is addictive. I haven't played it since the days of the doomed dotcom.

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I have a car!
Oh, and it's beautiful and so much fun to drive. Though I had the most nerve wracking moment of all time pulling out of the lot at the dealership when Cate picked up her brand new vehicle. I kept thinking, man, I'm going to hit one of these brand new cars because it's been ages since I reversed in a stick. But joy! It was all good. Well except when I stopped at the gas station to buy cigarettes and a beverage, because some guy got stabbed outside and it was very freaky.

But everything is good. It's a beautiful day.