Funeral and another death.
My roommate came home last night, because FEMA is shipping her out to San Antonio. While she was home, she and I buried Cornelius in the backyard. We put up a marker and everything. Then, we cracked open my last two bottles of Guinness and had a little wake.
Later, while I was at work, she called to tell me that there was a bat in the house. She discovered this while she was reading a book about vampires. I still think this is hilarious.
Today, I took my car up to Centerville to have my stepdad take a look at it. Turns out the engine bearings are shot, which pretty much kicks this car in the head. He'll spend the next few days taking stuff out of this car and putting it in the '95 LeSabre that I am now going to buy from him. In the meantime, I am without car. Still, I managed to keep the old one going for four years; a personal best.
Interestingly enough: out of the five cars that I have owned (although I don't technically own this next one yet), three of them have been LeSabres, and another was a Park Avenue. I drive old people cars. But hell with it; the price is right. A thousand bucks for a car that I'll probably kill in three or four years is still a better deal than a $10K car that might last ten.
Later, while I was at work, she called to tell me that there was a bat in the house. She discovered this while she was reading a book about vampires. I still think this is hilarious.
Today, I took my car up to Centerville to have my stepdad take a look at it. Turns out the engine bearings are shot, which pretty much kicks this car in the head. He'll spend the next few days taking stuff out of this car and putting it in the '95 LeSabre that I am now going to buy from him. In the meantime, I am without car. Still, I managed to keep the old one going for four years; a personal best.
Interestingly enough: out of the five cars that I have owned (although I don't technically own this next one yet), three of them have been LeSabres, and another was a Park Avenue. I drive old people cars. But hell with it; the price is right. A thousand bucks for a car that I'll probably kill in three or four years is still a better deal than a $10K car that might last ten.