In other news, I bought a new(er) Genre car yesterday. 2002 Chrysler Sebring in silver, so it's a little more subtle than the current whip. Assuming it clears mechanic's inspection today (I have a recision period), the car will be the third to wear the coveted GENRE license plate. I had looked at 3-series BMW convertibles, Volvo C70 convertibles, and Toyota Solara convertibles, but for a variety of reasons decided to stick with the Sebring. It's certainly the most unexciting driver of the bunch, but it does what I want, fairly cheaply.
Photos to come.
In other news, I slept decently last night. So much so that I missed my morning writing time slot, which I'm cool with. I have some pre-infusion errands today, so I may lose the writing time completely, which I'm not so cool with, but oh well. I've been highly productive this week. If I need to give mysef a bye, this is not a great loss.
At least, that's what I keep telling myself.
Off to see my therapist soon. Maybe I'll tell it to him instead.