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Inactive Feeling: nervous Today, I cannot force myself to move. I need to drive to Hometown to pick up my new (used) car. But that requires driving my crapass Nissan with bad tires, no stereo, badly in need of an oil change, and a funky transmission, over 200 miles. I cannot force myself to move. Comments? 1 so far... | Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Alms for the Poor? |