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*cah-snee-off-ze: a sneezy cough*

i'm sick. blah.

last night i stood out in the cold in sandals and a scarf to help my cousin change her flat tire. it might've been ok, but this burnt-out drunk mechanic was leering at us the whole time and slurring: i offerrr my shervishes frweee to yooouuu two pritty ladieshh.

huh? no, really. we can handle it.


fifteen minutes and a spare tire later... he finally goes away. bastard. i really wasn't in the mood, especially since it made me have to rushrushrush to get dressed for church and i was still late. thank you, but i think after changing several tires, i know how to change this one without a drunk's help. even if it took me and my cousin to loosen the screws on the tire.




also, today is a bum-slytherin look. my cufflinks are almost right, as is my tie. alas, i'm in sandals and jeans... so not precise.

*coughs again* i need to take a nap.

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