It was really hard to get back to work, as I still had the lingering ache of my stupid cold. First thing I did was call the physical therapy clinic and tell them that I had a nasty cold and wouldn't make it the next day. They thanked me, told me I sounded terrible and so I was pretty content with that.
Other than that it was just a dreary, grey, grumpy kinda day...
But for a surprise by John, which was a lovely, solid, little scale model of a gunmetal blue Z3. Solid, well-made, to the point where the steering wheel actually turned the front wheels, and to complete it was a whole fluttering pile of little tiny pink slips to represent all the speeding tickets I would get with such a lovely beast.
That was a very cool thing to get.© 1998 by Liralen Li.
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