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2005-01-05 - 10:52 p.m. (TODAY, part 2) I spent seven hours with my future brother-in-law and his family today as I waited for my car to be fixed. Turns out I needed a timing belt, distributor cap, a rear something-or-other for my tires (which were shaky, turns out), air filter, assorted fluids...anyway, it was less expensive than it could've been. And my sister's lending me the extra money. As I said before, e-mail me if you want a postcard form the road. New add-on to that though: send your address with the subject line "postcard!". I think I deleted a valid postcard request (I realized there was a real e-mail address after clicking the "delete junk mail" button...mail me again, mysterious stranger!) that got buried in the stack of pornography Hotmail delivers to me on a daily basis. I blame the tool fumes, but a single subject line for all will certainly grab my attention. Maybe no one wants postcards yet. I have no addresses. This includes people I know and love. Seriously, no clue where anyone lives.
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