blast off

I got my car back and I’m just about to blast off out of Halifax. Thanks to everyone who made me feel at home and showed me a lovely week.

I paid the mechanic with 1600 packages of ramen noodles. As I stacked up the last box, he leaned in with this leer on his face like he was going to try to kiss me. Gross, don’t you hate that?

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