Aug 12, 2003 18:17
Well, I got a car. A 1996 Hyundai Elantra to be exact.
It's a sweet ride. Yes, I said "sweet ride". It's maroon/red and has 4 doors. Sedan baby, sedan. The only minor thing is it doesn't have a radio, but that will be remedied soon.
Now, if you're thinking that the sound of my voice is in a tone of annoyance, then you are correct. My car needed a bit of work, so I brought it to my mechanic and he said "It's a quick job to do, you'll have it by the end of the day." That was Monday morning. It's now Tuesday night and I wont get it til tomorrow. Yay. The blame does not lie in the hands of my mechanic, but in the hands of their parts dealer who keeps sending them the wrong gasket for my car. Twice, to be exact. And after tomorrow, it'll be three most likely.
But, on a better note. The PGA Championship has swept through Rochester like an STD through a fleet of whores. I shall be attending the rounds on Friday and Sunday, and then be getting my ass out of this town on Monday as soon as possible. As long as I can get my car by then.
Well, I'm spent and there's steak on my kitchen table. Yeah, meat damnit.