The AsCast Jar

*Sniff*

It’s a sad day in Irish land. I may have to say goodbye to my beloved car that I got when I was 16 years old. Me, being a dumbass, ran over something that was apparently quite massive in the parking lot of a gas station last week.  It damaged the undercarriage of my car in some way (apparently the whole steering column needs to be replaced?) and I don’t know if it’s worth spending the money on an older car with lots and lots of miles on it.

I get very attached to inanimate objects, however, and my car is no exception. It’s become a part of my personality over the years – everyone knows that I’m the girl that drives around a 1997 red and black Eagle Talon named “Taylor” with a license plate that reads HNSNFN8. (Yes – that does, indeed, mean “Hanson fan.”) I don’t know if I can stand to part with my friendly Taylor Talon. (Also named after a Hanson…)

Anyway, I just wanted to put my sob story out in internet land.

I need to go look at some pretty pictures of AlSkar to make myself feel better. Yum yum.

‘Til next time,

Irish

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