Tag Archives: identification
the utmost american road trip
Hello dear readers. Photos from my recent adventure to visit my mom’s sister’s family are now up on flickr in my connecticut trip photoset. I’ve gotten to the point that when I’m driving somewhere new, the trip reminds me of … Continue reading
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what’s a girl gotta do to rent a car in this town?
Today was kind of epic in the way that proving your residence/employment status/identity to the state often turns out to be. Warning: this may be boring to those of you who are not interested in uphill battles with adulthoodish things. … Continue reading
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