Well... It was bound 2
Well... It was bound 2 happen. Parkd car @AC bus stop, took bus 2wrk. Lft wrk via BART. D'oh! Car not @BART. (& I've not had a drink.)
in late 2006, relocated my angst, business, and social life to NoCal from SoCal ... just a 40-something chick in the 'burbs of the SF bay area who randomly posts about random topics ... the occasional quirky stories of dating (or not) at 40-ish, work-week cubeopolis frivolity, rambling musings on nostalgika, and the occasional introspective moments in life.(thanks for visiting! >p, b)
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I know I shouldn't, but I have to laugh anyway. This is so something I would do! How did you end up getting your car anyway? That's the story I wanna hear!
You mean you haven't trained your car to come when you whistle like the Lone Ranger?
"Hybrid Silver, Away!"
Dang, I just dated myself.
I am with Joanne, how DID you end up getting your car? Or did you just pretend it was AM and go back to work?
Evidently Cal Berkely graduates aren't as smart as they might have you believe.
One datum point does not a trend make.
Besides, Shirl was probably over-relaxed after having reached Level XV and thought she could just float back home through the ether.
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