Yes folks
freedom has four wheels. I decided this yesterday, when my parents were down and I could steal their car for my own purposes. As nice as I'm sure it is to have passengers, man... riding around, on your own, doing what you want to do (ie, stopping to grab some Pepsi Vanilla , going to Timmy Ho-Ho's (on the east side)) is unbelievably cool to one who has never gotten to do so before. So, freedom has four wheels, and yesterday its name was tempo.That being said, my own situation isn't far from being resolved. Banks will be banks, and they will put things off as long as they can (unless those things happen to involve you paying them a large amount of money: were that the case, I'm sure they would expedite the process. And have the undertaker for one of their repomen. And probably Noel Gallagher from Oasis for the other. That'd be quite the pairing). However, my and myself should have a good idea of where we're going to pick one up once the loan comes through, and insurance gets figured out.
It's been a slow weekend mentally... I'm pretty well dead. There is no sleep for the weary, nor for the lazy, tonight.
I'd like to thank the academy for this chance to speak. The preceding has been brought to you by: the number 4!
have you driven a ford lately?
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