oh. my. god.
today = worst day ever.
so my car is a piece of shit...again. we left the house today around 4 something. we went to Medical Center East because Kristen has an ulcer in her eye. something about her contacts. anyway, they wouldnt take anyone without insurance, so i drove all the way to southside to Cooper Green Hospital. we left there because she realized she cant afford the bill and prescription and stuff. so i drive all the way to trussville because Anthony wants Wendy's. and i didnt know where any more were. we're sitting in the drive-thru, almost to the pay window, when my car starts smoking on the passenger side. i was like, "why the hell is my car smoking?" Anthony looked at my water gauge and said, "wow, your car is really fucking over-heated." it was all the way in the orange on the hot side, of course. so i pulled into a parking spot. as soon as i turned my car off, all of my anti-freeze just poured out of my fucking car. (this happened once before at the Taco Bell across the street from Wendy's.) we went inside. Anthony got his food, and i called my mom about a billion times. i finally got through to her, and she yelled at me. like i could help that my car messed up. and get this...she actually told me to drive my car home. i think she just wanted me to blow up or something. anyway, she and my cousin Randall came down there. we took my car up to a gas station to put water in it. he drove it back to my house. and he's going to fix it saturday. he said that my fan or something went out. he's going to get me a toggle switch on there. so yeah. i'm going to have to learn to remember to turn it on and off. its gonna suck. but at least my car will work. so today has pretty much sucked. now, Anthony is getting angry at me. so it doesnt really make the day i've had any better. i dont think anyone realizes how much stress i have. they think just because i dont have a job or much to do, that i dont have stress. but i do. i have a lot more to think about than people realize. i guess i'm done. i'm going to go lay on my bed and be BORED AS FUCK. ta ta.
- Jessica
so my car is a piece of shit...again. we left the house today around 4 something. we went to Medical Center East because Kristen has an ulcer in her eye. something about her contacts. anyway, they wouldnt take anyone without insurance, so i drove all the way to southside to Cooper Green Hospital. we left there because she realized she cant afford the bill and prescription and stuff. so i drive all the way to trussville because Anthony wants Wendy's. and i didnt know where any more were. we're sitting in the drive-thru, almost to the pay window, when my car starts smoking on the passenger side. i was like, "why the hell is my car smoking?" Anthony looked at my water gauge and said, "wow, your car is really fucking over-heated." it was all the way in the orange on the hot side, of course. so i pulled into a parking spot. as soon as i turned my car off, all of my anti-freeze just poured out of my fucking car. (this happened once before at the Taco Bell across the street from Wendy's.) we went inside. Anthony got his food, and i called my mom about a billion times. i finally got through to her, and she yelled at me. like i could help that my car messed up. and get this...she actually told me to drive my car home. i think she just wanted me to blow up or something. anyway, she and my cousin Randall came down there. we took my car up to a gas station to put water in it. he drove it back to my house. and he's going to fix it saturday. he said that my fan or something went out. he's going to get me a toggle switch on there. so yeah. i'm going to have to learn to remember to turn it on and off. its gonna suck. but at least my car will work. so today has pretty much sucked. now, Anthony is getting angry at me. so it doesnt really make the day i've had any better. i dont think anyone realizes how much stress i have. they think just because i dont have a job or much to do, that i dont have stress. but i do. i have a lot more to think about than people realize. i guess i'm done. i'm going to go lay on my bed and be BORED AS FUCK. ta ta.
- Jessica