Tomorrow is the last time I'll take a trip with Ticki, my dad's blue Bronco II that he so generously let me use for the summer. It's been a good time, and she will be missed. Especially when it come to getting groceries, and early morning shifts at work. And while she may be a little rusty, and drip a little oil, she served me well. (We'll ignore the fact that she definately preferred to be driving with a full tank -rather than one half full or less, and the time when she wouldn't start with the key in the ignition, but she'd happily rumble to life without one, and the time when I started driving and noticed that my radio wasn't working, and all my lights were on like I'd stalled, except I was still driving... ) The good far outweighed the bad.
To Ticki, may your rust be minimal, your gas be good, and your tires never flat.
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Farewell, great Ticki! You shall be remembered well.
guess what's playing at the roxy!??!?!
the bourne supremecy and the notebook. ohmigod
so much excitement it's hard to wait for your return
so I didn't go to van. got too sick. instead I'm eating a deliscious dinner over at prior street
see you tomorrow!
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