Getting gas-not my specialty

Apparently I’m only slightly better at getting gas than I am at cooking.

This is what I found when I got home and stepped out of my car:


On the bright side, I didn’t burn anything, which tends to happen when I’m near a stove.

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New job faux pas (maybe)

So I met up with this great freelance writer for tips about how to pitch stories, write stories, get paid for stories, etc. We chatted for an hour and a half, and I’m now going to be helping him out with some background research.

Overall, the meeting went swimmingly.

I just really hope he wasn’t the guy in the Jeep Wrangler that I almost rammed into upon leaving our coffee shop meeting place.

Here’s for hopin’.

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