Ruminations of a spent morning; good afternoon.
I hate cars and I hate driving. I wish I lived in a city with a decent mass transit system so I would not have to drive. My car is at the shop right now because it decided to start acting up on me and stop me from going places. She quit on me. I guess I ain't been good to her. I haven't been giving her the premium shit at the pump. Mechanic says my "knock sensor" was knocked out by carbon deposits and other accumulations because of impurities in the old 87 octane gas. This was making the engine time itself differently and misfire or not start and is the reason for my apparent loss of power and stalling problems of late. I suspected it to be some computer nonsense and it was. Of course, I get to miss work and get the pleasure of spending about $500 on my car. I fucking hate cars. But, I suppose my car has been good to me in the past and hasn't needed any major repairs before. I'm probably getting ripped off too, but if I tell myself I don't know any better, I guess I feel better about it.
As soon as I think I'm approaching a problem free zone of life, something always has to spring up and put me in my place. I'm sorry that you've all been trapped into a universal game of fatalism. I do believe in God now, and I believe he hates me. Sorry you all have to be pawns in our little game.
It's easy to lose track of a tortoise when you let it "run" around your apartment. If you turn your back and don't see it again, you have to hunt for it. Their lack of speed and noise does not aid their recovery. Ah, there she is.
Jill did me a huge favor today by letting me into my apartment this morning. After the mechanic dropped me off at home, I realized that he had all of my keys at the shop and I would not be able to get into my place. I need to get one of those detachable key ring things. Anyway, Jill has a key to my abode and she picked me up from the Dunkin' Donuts where I called her and she let me into my place. What a great girl she is. I hope everyone finds a nice, loving girl like her. So smart, so pretty, such a perfect match for my error prone life. She makes it all worthwhile. And her tortoise is nowhere to be seen.
To sum it all up, I got a day off and a new debt. I sure do love debt.
As soon as I think I'm approaching a problem free zone of life, something always has to spring up and put me in my place. I'm sorry that you've all been trapped into a universal game of fatalism. I do believe in God now, and I believe he hates me. Sorry you all have to be pawns in our little game.
It's easy to lose track of a tortoise when you let it "run" around your apartment. If you turn your back and don't see it again, you have to hunt for it. Their lack of speed and noise does not aid their recovery. Ah, there she is.
Jill did me a huge favor today by letting me into my apartment this morning. After the mechanic dropped me off at home, I realized that he had all of my keys at the shop and I would not be able to get into my place. I need to get one of those detachable key ring things. Anyway, Jill has a key to my abode and she picked me up from the Dunkin' Donuts where I called her and she let me into my place. What a great girl she is. I hope everyone finds a nice, loving girl like her. So smart, so pretty, such a perfect match for my error prone life. She makes it all worthwhile. And her tortoise is nowhere to be seen.
To sum it all up, I got a day off and a new debt. I sure do love debt.