I Wouldn't Say Jamie Is An Evil

I Believe That Rules Do Not Make Us Moral; Loving Each Other Makes Us Moral.

In Theory, Cars Are Fairly Simple. If They Don't Start, It's Either The Fuel System Or The Electrical System. Teach Yourself About The Path Of Each In Your Engine And Tracing It Is Fairly Straightforward. But At The Beginning, Mastering Each New System Seems Like An Unreachable Shore. The Car Is Effectively A Black Box.

I'm Obsessed With The Form Of A Toolbox. The Idea Of A Portable Kit That Has Everything You Might Need Ignites Something Inside Me. It's Like Batman's Utility Belt.

I Have Concluded Through Careful Empirical Analysis And Much Thought That Somebody Is Looking Out For Me, Keeping Track Of What I Think About Things, Forgiving Me When I Do Less Than I Ought. Giving Me Strength To Shoot For More Than I Think I’m Capable Of. I Believe They Know Everything That I Do And Think, And They Still Love Me, And I’ve Concluded, After Careful Consideration, That This Person Keeping Score Is Me.

Am I Missing An Eyebrow?