dragonlady7

Dimly, in the next room, I hear Dave say, "Crocus!" in a badass metal voice... and know he's reading my blog.

In other news, I have purchased myself two containers of brake fluid, have refilled both reservoirs (one was down like half an inch, which is kind of a lot, but not as much as it could be), and am decided that I will drive across the state solo tomorrow. I can't start, but only have to start once. I can't stop either, but won't have to stop more than a few times. (I can stop, I just require longer notice than usual.)
Any of you who object to this should have said so before. (Everyone I've spoken to has been strangely reluctant to offer an opinion. I dunno, man. Something about junky old cars makes people clam up, I guess.)

Muh. In the words of Dave, "I'm gunn'a bed."