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It seems I'm taking the driving test at 11:15 next Tuesday morning.
My parents think my not wanting to live with roommates I've never met is a perfectly legitimate factor in apartment hunting.
I drove on the freeway for an hour without panicking about it. (The last time I drove on the freeway, it was in CT, I was 17, and I had to go across all four lanes of the Gold Star Bridge in New London in a hurry to get to an exit. Not fun.)
Olive oil and lemon juice and garlic and rosemary and salt and pepper makes a very good marinade for pork chops. It would probably be good with chicken too. (This is not a surprise.)
It is now time for lunch, followed by a trip to the post office, possibly followed by laundry (although that can wait until Saturday if it has to).
My parents think my not wanting to live with roommates I've never met is a perfectly legitimate factor in apartment hunting.
I drove on the freeway for an hour without panicking about it. (The last time I drove on the freeway, it was in CT, I was 17, and I had to go across all four lanes of the Gold Star Bridge in New London in a hurry to get to an exit. Not fun.)
Olive oil and lemon juice and garlic and rosemary and salt and pepper makes a very good marinade for pork chops. It would probably be good with chicken too. (This is not a surprise.)
It is now time for lunch, followed by a trip to the post office, possibly followed by laundry (although that can wait until Saturday if it has to).
