I haven't driven in 2 weeks so when i got back behind the wheel i was a rather drunken excuse for a learner.
I went to renew my little driving permit yesterday. It was full of a hurried, bored and complaining sweaty mass that i got to enjoy the better part of an our with. Most entertaining was the teens who were flanked by one or two parents looking somewhat guilty and embarassed.
The chinese malaysian guy at the desk was quizzing me about my accent. After he'd gotten my life story (very easy to get) and i complained about my strange American sorta accent getting the evil eyes from most people, he told me with a brilliant burst of genius that they probably deduce that im related to George Bush.
Very helpful of him.
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I saw a number of long young boys with large hands and feet, they looked so uncomfortable walking with their mummies into the Licensing services office. -All of them worried and looking about in case they should see some peers of theirs.
Its a funny thing to see.
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i like your blog...its kinda snug..
im going to get a haircut..
of course u can call a blog snug...duh!
..dashing thru the snow..
merry christmas..
cog
http://the-cog.uni.cc
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