Vinny is dying. Well, he sounds like he's dying. The driver's side front wheel screeches and whines in a manner unfit for driving with the windows down. Thankfully, it is winter in Minnesota and neither I nor those on the road around me are loco enough for such chaos.
Vinny is at the shop right now, and I'm hoping this screeching can be repaired with minimum labor and minimum parts. What a waste of a bonus.
Additionally, I am tired this morning. My head keeps slipping down and snapping back up like it used to in 8th grade geometry class. Only 3 more days, including today, of this place.
Wahoo! Wahoo!
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