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I forgot!
I came in to complainn about my car, which is at my mechanic’s right now. Steering column stiff and unresponsive, battery light keeps blinking, and coming back from lunch, I got the :eek: sickly sweet burnt syrup smell of coolant leaking and frying on the engine - plus a bit of smoke billowing out.
I get to the mechanic’s and find it’s been a good 4000+ since my last oil change.tune up. oops.
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Hee. I’m still a new driver and I smell things and hear things and… don’t.. really… do much about them. Ooops. My husband gets on my case to have the damn thing cleaned, why does the car feel like it is not aligned when he drives it, did I notice driving over any bumps, did I hit three deer on the way home, how could I not notice running over that bolt, how did I not tear the Ballard bridge up behind me as I went, the crack in the windshield would have been less expensive had I taken it in when it was naught but a ding, now it is halfway across, fill it up with gas and you wouldn’t just stop moving…
Ah. Heh. I’m getting the hang of it, though. I’ve never had my license before!
Also, I’m scared of the Monte Carlo. It handles like a sardine can. I won’t drive it. He would be happier if I drove it because I could beat it up and it wouldn’t cost as much to fix as the Mazda. But when I drive it, people think I’m cool. Until they see me gripping the steering wheel and looking scared as hell.
In other news, it’s Wednesday, my day off. I’m tired. I went grocery shopping, I cleaned the bathroom, I played with Boo, and now I’m laying around with a grape Shasta in my underwear. Ah, Wednesday.
I also applied some temporary tattoos from various boxes of Botan rice candy. On the left shoulder is a Greek-looking horse. On the right shoulder is a frog. That one is a tribute to my French heritage.
All right, fine, so it’s 4pm and I’m getting a little bored. The frog is still cool, though.