Not so much fear of driving as fear of ending up lying in a gutter somewhere, singing and having people step over me. I mean, it would happen here, too, but at least I'd be closer to my own bed.
She... means well? I think? Maybe? Don't jump off anything. Push him.
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Date: 2005-09-23 07:37 pm (UTC)She... means well? I think? Maybe?
Don't jump off anything. Push him.