My car, which was still running but making that terrible squealing noise that reminded me of my ex-boyfriend Greg, is now ready to go home from Parker's Service Center. To the tune of $250, which is, like, almost free in the world of car repair, isn't it?
Oh well. It looks like I'm CATCHING AN OBSCURE FRENCH MOVIE TONIGHT!!!
Ahem, I have no social life.
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