Monday, June 27, 2005

another lovely morning

Got in my car today to drive to work and I thought a bird had exploded on my back windshield. Upon closer examination it turned out to be an egg. The egg has partially cooked onto the glass. I'm dreading cleaning it up.

Who does that?

I suppose we've been parking in this schmancy cambridge neighborhood with visitor permits for nearly a month now. We're just here for the summer, so there's no point in trying to get a regular parking permit.



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