The “group” at work, and I, have reached local status at one of the diner-esque places down the street. At least two of us can confidently say that we’ll have “the usual” and have faith that we’ll receive what we thought we would. As I’m sure you all realize, along with getting your driver’s license, this sort of thing is basically the penultimate Life occurrence. So I don’t know if I’m happy to have achieved this so early in Life, or a little disappointed that now I’m really just waiting to die.

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