Friday, May 21, 2004

T$ would make a really good boyfriend. She and I were driving on the 134 today, and traffic came to an unexpected halt. I gasped. (I am so turning into my mother.) T$ slammed on the brakes and held her right arm out in front of me to prevent me from smashing through the windshield. She doesn't remember doing it, but the fact that her autopilot clicked on and she didn't want me to die makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. *sigh*

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