Okay, so I'm done talking about other people, because really, there's nothing much I can do. I'll talk to them about it, but I'm done rambling on. I think.
2 races this weekend. Both look rather promising.... But I'm still a fatty cox. I think someone's sabotaging my food supply, errr.
OI... need to find a place to do a smog check....bleh. I hate registration. I don't like being in charge of this, I don't want to have to deal with car crap!
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D:< I'm listening! You can always talk about me! XD
Ah, so Kenna is now considered dead to me. She's broken my heart and recycled me just like you said she did. I've deleted all contact I can possibly have with her and I never want to see her again.
:D
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