scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

5.12.05

what's freaky?

Am a little-less-than-half done with painting the computer room grey: the two walls that are left are behind the desk. Which is going to be a pain to move. But the two walls that are done (have all the windows and doors in them, so they don't take as long and) look great. In my opinion. So.

M's car radio was stolen. Out of our driveway.

and we haven't driven the car in months and the inspection's out and it needed an oil change (which, at least, it has now had) so really it isn't that scary. we don't know how long it's been since it was taken. but out of our driveway. not even parked on the street. and the idiot that stole it didn't steal the canoe rack, which is probably worth more. they did a very clean job of taking it out, though, didn't rip anything. didn't break any windows, because (finally!) m doesn't recognize that PEOPLE NEED TO LOCK CAR DOORS, and NOW I AM RIGHT. so it wasn't locked. sitting in the driveway, perfectly still (like a white cat that not even the tip of its tail is twitching), collecting tree pollen and spiders (like a stone lion collecting bird poop and snow, now that i think of it). it's nice to carpool to work. and we could sell it because then if we took the VW to the river and it got stolen/busted into/whatever the insurance people would have to buy us a new car and then we wouldn't have the VW any more, and we wouldn't have to get another VW ever again, or at least not one made in mexico, and that would be great. Since it failed to get a tree falling on it during the not-so-much-hurricane.

that, or i could get better at driving standard. which i think is always going to make me nervous.

scrawled @ 17:00