I can't find the remote
I hate traffic. I think the thing in life that causes me the most grief is traffic. I'm tired of stopping and going and taking forever. And cars. I hate cars. I'm definitly selling mine soon. I'll take transit and read on the way to work or something. The only good thing about driving home after a night shift is driving by the Mr. Christie's place where is smells like a mix of cookies and cake. MMM. Mr. Christie, you make good smells. Then it goes from that to dead fish. Alright, I gotta find the remote now.
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