Well, I am now the proud owner of a '68 Ford Mustang GT. I refuse to have any kind of buyer's remorse over buying this car because 1 - we need a car, and 2 - I've always wanted this car. One of my best friends in high school was obsessed with Steve McQueen and made me watch Bullitt at least a dozen times with her. Now I'll admit that the Dodge Charger is a stronger, faster car, but you can't deny the sheer sex appeal of the Mustang. It needs a new paint job, new wheels, the body has some dents and rust showing, not to mention the interior is shit, but the engine purrs like a kitten. With any luck in a few months she'll be looking as good as she feels.

If I was a guy, you could call this a mid-life crisis, but thankfully women have no such thing.

I'm also bringing a friend home with me today. I don't know how well keeping a dog in the house will go, but no one else seems to want him and I know Nicholas wouldn't want him abandoned.

[Filtered to Dept Heads, Styles, Walter Dornez, & the defending lawyers//unhackable]

Has anyone spoken to the Deities about setting a date for the trial?


( long occ note is long )