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May 2, 2004
I'd forgotten how much I loved to drive. I don't know how I survive in London without a car. It's my emotional grounding point. If I'm pissed off, I listen to loud music and drive. If I'm upset, I listen to sad music and drive. If I'm happy, I bounce chronic. (Don't even try to figure that one out.)

Once, I was so afraid of a moth on my front door that I spent the night in the back of my car. Moth phobia. (Shut up.)Luckily, I keep blankets and pillows back there, just in case of, uh, something.