So... Let's see.
Potty trading is rough. The kid knows the score, but she is very hesitant about it. We could be in for a long haul.
Also, with a show scheduled for Saturday and a job that revolves around lecturing for almost four hours a day, I appear to have contracted laryngitis. Or something. Damn. It.
On the up side, we are signing papers and taking possession of a spamming new Honda Fit in a few days! Neat, dude!
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