4.29.2007

the girl's alright

Derek was kind enough to cart my pathetic butt over to the auto parts store so we could pick up a new heart for Bessie. After a thirty-minute, harrowing back breaking surgery, I'm proud to say that the new ticker is in and working wonderfully. She started right up and is running like a dream. Well, the dream of every teenage cheerleader in America who's anxious for her sixteenth birthday to roll around so she can finally get some new wheels, but she's running.

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