back from vaca and back to stress
S. Padre was fun. Hung out with lots of cool people and drank lots of alcohol. I tried to get a tan but for some reason I dont tan with block on. I layed out for 30 mins without flipping on tues, and the next day Marc and I went shopping and i forgot to take off my shirt so now i got a wonderful farmer's tan. But all in all, it was a good ol' time (much better than last year). Well so i get back and I see my truck sitting in my drive way. I recently spent a crap load on fixing that pos. So I give it a test drive n it drives nicely, but after a while i start to hear this really bad grinding/popping/clicking/rubbing/cracking metallic type noise come from underneath my 4x4 axel. I call my mechanic up frustrated as hell and I bitch at him b/c I never heard that problem before and he keeps telling me its something with the 4x4; i never heard that noise before. Obviously, its a result of his work and it sounds like its actually the brake shoes n pads hitting against each other or possibly the bushings or bearings being loose n coming outta place (which are all shit that he supposively fixed). So now im stressed out n a lil irritated and i dont wanna drive newhere due to the fear that my truck is gonna BLOW UP. I better not have to buy nething else due to his crappy work. He's a smart man but maybe he didnt have the right technology/equipment to anaylse everything. k, well, the end.