Nice.
I'm bummin' rides with Adam (the Editor I assist) who's more or less my boss.
Real professional.
I got the car at Christmas time, and it's gone downhill.
The security chip on the key is something that is infamous for goin out. I think that's what's happening. Not to mention I wrecked it, and the door doesn't open.
This is why we can't have nice things.
I had crab cakes and blackened chicken for lunch.
-Z
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