I've spent the past three mornings waiting for my car to be repaired. The problems were supposedly corrected each time; and yet each morning, the warning lights go flashing again, sending me back to the shop three times in a row. And guess what! They were unable to work on it today, so I get to go back again on Monday
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My car hasn't died; it just has a handful of electrical problems that get on my nerves. But speaking of terminator 3 automobiles, some other Volkswagen drivers have had problems far more obnoxious than mine: lights turning off and on at random, doors locking and unlocking, windows rolling up and down ... those cars needed an exorcist instead of a mechanic.
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Septa is faboo, I must say: today we put Chas' bike, which had a flat, on the nice new rack on the front of one of the buses and the bus took us right to the bike repair place: way cool.
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This weekend I'm reading through my entire collection of old romance comics--wow, Phyllis, you're so intellectual!
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Gosh, I dunno. There's just no accounting for other people's bad taste and lack of awareness. The new cover is so dynamic -- how could anyone pass it up?? It certainly isn't your fault.
Something else I keep meaning to read is Tammy Faye's new-ish autobiography. I've read her older one but now I need the updated dish! Do you read Tammy's blog? She's got good news if you haven't read it yet!
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