Okay, I have to be at work in nine and a half hours. if I go to sleep NOW I will get exactly enough rest and still have time to get ready for work. I need a car. My very own piece of shit running automatic. With shitty peeling paint, and bumperstickers galore. My little punk rock car. I'll name it... Lillian. LMAO. Uhhhhh.. I'm tired. My brain isn
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