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Car broke down

Tue Nov 24, 2009, 5:57 PM
  • Reading: Ciaphas Cain: Duty Calls
  • Playing: Sonic Unleashed
I was going to dinner a couple hours ago, when I had to stop at a red light. My car decided to stall just then, and after trying to start it again, it crapped out. I had to call my aunt and uncle to help me get it pulled over and call someone to tow it back home.

No idea what's wrong with it at the moment, but signs seem to point to the battery, or at least something battery related. Hopefully we can get it fixed up soon.

And the evening was going relatively well, too.

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  • Current Residence: Ohio
  • Interests: Animation, Video Games, Books
  • Favourite genre of music: Rock
  • Operating System: Windows
  • Favourite game: Shin Megami Tensei
  • Favourite gaming platform: Playstation 2
  • Personal Quote: Never doubt your significance.
  • Tools of the Trade: Laptop

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:icon630kila:
...I was so sure I was watching you, but then apparently I wasn't. ._. Well, now I am... that was weird...

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An artist doesn't mean someone who purely draws, it means someone who creates. And you can never create something well done and pleasing to the eyes AND heart if you don't allow yourself to percept and critique. That's part of it. ~Miss Stitch
:icon630kila:
...I don't know why I wasn't watching you...

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An artist doesn't mean someone who purely draws, it means someone who creates. And you can never create something well done and pleasing to the eyes AND heart if you don't allow yourself to percept and critique. That's part of it. ~Miss Stitch
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It's okay, I didn't really have anything up.
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Hello, random deviant =P

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--Bones twist until they break
Watching people fade from day
In the powdered dust they lay
I closed my eyes to the pain
Now my eyes are closed forever
Who can fight against such hate?
I could never...--

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