Took Eustace the car in today to have maintenance done. I thought I was going to have to sit there for HOURS, but then my friend Olive called and we went and hung out instead. The car is doing well–aren’t you glad humans don’t have preventative surgeries all the time like I am?–and it all cost less than I thought it would, so yay. We named out car so he wouldn’t die, like all the other, unnamed cars we had. I like the name Eustace, plus it kind of rhymes with “useless” which is what cars usually end up being. I AM PROTECTING HIM WITH MY SARCASM. And capital letters.
Also today, I ordered a bunch of plastic safety eyes and noses. I think my awesomeness is reaching its high point–I mean, when your life is this exciting, where else is there to go?
