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8-17-2007
It's been too long since I've done one of these. They're fun and they show how poor of an artist I am. Also, I like imagining that when they entered the aquarium everyone fled in terror, and an animal control person is on the way to eject them.
Anyway.
Minus is pretty magical, if you've never read it. I noticed the author was advertising up there and thought I would mention it, but I read through it once before a long time ago and forgot to tell people on the internet that I liked it. So that's one problem solved. When Mr. Dishface catches the arrow in his hand, well, that's just the kind of thing that's for me.
The mechanic shop that is supposed to be fixing my car does not appear to be fixing my car. In fact, I got two calls yesterday saying that they still don't know what's going on, even though I told them it was a fuel leak. I have done most of the work for them in the "knowing what's going on" department, I would think. This is what happens when you drive a turbo-diesel from Germany.
Interesting (?) side note: when I drove my car to the shop, there was what I thought was a dead spider clinging to the underside of my driver-side mirror, but when I got to a stoplight it crawled on to the mirror and was the size of a half dollar and just looked at me for the rest of the trip. When we got there I killed it, because holy God giant spider, right? Turns out it was a brown recluse, and now I can't get over the thought that it was living in my car and has laid eggs somewhere so I can get bitten by a hundred tiny spiders that leave festering wounds that never heal.
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