25 September 2004

It’s weird having a long hood ahead of me, feeling like I’m on a steamer, and driving it (I was a passenger at the time of the picture, and switched seats later). First time almost I drive in half a dozen years, and first time I drive on a highway.

The car isn’t in my name, but I’ll be able to go shopping and even go out in Rennes and have a social life. Kind of. (But then, I hired a fuck-buddy yesterday, so I might not need to.)