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Yesterday (Friday), I decided I would give Drew his Valentine's Day present, which meant that, immediately after classes and lunch, I set to work cleaning his car. It was kind of a present for me, too, since I was kind of tired of sitting with my feet among week-old bags of Arby's curly fries. I thought about taking Before and After pictures, but I think Drew would just be embarrassed of the Before, and without seeing the Before, After isn't very impressive.

I sat in the Glassell parking lot, enduring the embarrassment of having the car alarm go off when I tried to open it using a REAL KEY, instead of the remote entry thing (my car does the same thing; stupid Hyundai) and having to just sit there with the door open until the "BOO BOO BOO BOOOOOOOP BOOOOOOOP ENH ENH ENH" stopped. I took about 2 hours filling trash bags--it was unbelievable, I tell you, some of the stuff in there; I won't even tell you about it. Too grotesque. I will tell you that I scrubbed the dash and organized the change drawer and everything. It was sparkly by the end.

Midway through that, Drew came by and gave me his remote entry so I could turn off the alarm. I drove to a nearby carwash and vaccuumed the floor and the seats (an alarming job, since I found half a McDonalds cinnamon roll under one seat, half petrified with age.) After that, into Walmart for a couple air-fresheners (I chose pine scent but it's more like... pine-dung or something. It's not olfactorily delightful. I also bought a Valentine's Day card which I'll describe later. After this, I filled it up with gas and ran it through the car wash and it was all shiny and great.

Needless to say, later that evening, I kept making turn on the lights and ADMIRE how immaculate the car was.

P.S. The card had, on the outside, some kitties (similar to the ones pictures above) with the caption, "I love all the things we do together..." and on the inside, it said, "Even just hanging out in our drawers!" :) Silliness.