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Woke up at 2pm to a phone call from my husband. He was stranded at the Swifty Serve the fucking key won't turn in the ignition. So I hoof it over there to hold his hand while he calls a tow truck. Never mind the fact that he'd been there for 2 hours before he finally got ahold of me and that he had my credit card with him and that it's like 100 degrees out.... So like an hour after we call, they show up and say that they can't take credit on Sunday (who the FUCK doesn't take plastic anymore?). So I hoof it back to the apartment to get Joe's wallet then hoof it to the service station where the car will sit until tomorrow morning when, you guessed it, I'll have to hoof it over there to get the car and drive it illegally home. To amke matters even more irritatiing, my last auction went for like NOTHING. The work that I put into those fucking dolls and someone with a zero feedback gets it for $25? That just sucks. Oh yeah, and no postoffice today, so the person waiting for her doll is going to have to wait longer and probably end up hating me. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
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