Last Friday I sold the Saab to a friend of mine. I suppose it couldn't have happened at a better time. I loved that car, but gone with it goes all of the memories almost forgotten. I borrowed that car to SF's other person a few times and there was a cigarette burn(yeah, thanks for being so careful...) that I looked at every time I drove the car. Boo Hoo.
Well, here I go again(on my own) to take SF to school in my 'jamas. I think I'll get some Joe and drive around for awhile. Good morning! Good morning! Good morning, morning, morning, to you! (sing it with me)