persona non sequitur

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Sunday, December 30, 2007


On the 5th of December, it snowed. I went out to my car at 4:45 AM to turn on the engine and warm it up, defrost the windshield and put my lunch in.

Door handle broke off.

Making it one of "my cars". I have this history of cars what which one of the doors gets damaged in some way--usually the driver's side door--for whatever reason. An encounter with Bambi, rust, a SUV, close encounters from other cars...etcetera...

As per usual, I have to go through sequences of opening the passenger side and opening the right door.


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