Last night the wind was so bad that it pretty much ripped the door off of my car. It's still attached, but there's no stopper (or whatever it's called) anymore, so I can be an ass and let my door swing out into the car next to me, but I won't. I should be pissed, but I'm not. I hate that car, but it's been good to me. Other than that, the weekend was pretty amazing. I got to spend it with a certain someone that I have grown extremely close to. You know who you are 
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pmunk:
True that man!
monica:
