about the talking fish

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Writer. Wheelman. Occasional DIY mechanic. Walking collection of hang-ups. Hopeless romantic. Old-school. Analog soul in a digital world. I am all of these things and more.

Wednesday, October 10, 2001

That's okay, I get to drive myself to school four school days out of six, anyway. Who cares if I'm actually driving my mom's car?
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