R.I.P. my car2002-11-048:35 p.m.I was going to do a full-blown entry tonight, but the parking lot of the MARTA station was the scene of the demise of my 1987 Honda Civic's transmission. No gears. No go. The Emergency Backup Girlfriends weren't answering the phone (which means someone is on the Internet), so I went to my Emergency Backup Boyfriend, Ricky, and ended up with a tow home. In exchange for a piece of Deb's in-fucking-credible fig and pear pie from last night's dinner.
Did a scene with Etienne and Sera, who is very pregnant with twins. We talked a lot in character, which I love doing with those two. One of these days we've got to do a novel with that world.
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