today after arriving to work, i struggled with the usually trivial task of turning off my car....
IT.WOULD.NOT.BUDGE.
hello Oakley Cian, i need to be on the 4th floor of that hospital in 10 short minutes...
she.did.not.care.
after 40 minutes of wiggling, jiggling, and 4 phone calls to my Pa, Jenny-Lou, and Heath (Jenny-Lou's hubs a.k.a. my mechanic)
i was left with no choice but to drive this stubborn car to the hometown.
i was planning on heading that way after work, but Oakley had other plans obviously.
oh joy.
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