Well...Today was boring. I woke up and bathed. Then I went over to the Jensen's house. It was fun, as it always is. Ashley was up/down (whichever you prefer) from New Hampshire, and we swapped bus stories. Then we went to Pajers to get lunch. Thank you Ashley (she paid).

Then, After lunch with Ashley, Erik, Andy, Jay, Mr. Jensen, Mr. Davidson, and Mrs. Davidson, I had to go to work. :-(

Work was boring and sucked very very badly. I chatted with Dan through text messages on my break. I was soooo bored.

Then I left. HALLELUJAH...BOW DOWN AND PRAISE THE LORD. I was free. On my way home, I made my usual pit stop at the Jensen's, again. As I turned into the driveway the phantom noises repossessed Treppy. The engine makes a ticking noise, much like when you stick a playing card in the spokes of a bicycle, and the right front tire squeakes when you turn the wheel.

Bah. I fear I may have to trade it in. In a way I want to, but my attemptes to eradicate my soft side have failed, and something still tells me to hang on to it becuase it was my grandfather's car. And for those of you who don't know...he died. That's why I have it.

Anyways. If I have to trade it in. I want a 1998-2002 Chrysler 300M. But Samantha has kinda convinced me to take a step down and get a Chrysler Concorde LXI. Both are possible.

Who Knows...

More to follow...TTFN

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