It was a beautiful day.
So last night, was nothing short of awesome. Got to spend some time with Erika and Eric :) YAYYNESS! After they left, Mike performed on stage for the first time--this is a NEW Mike. Megan is in love with him or whatever. She was swinging off his balls like a gay tarzan. Mike and I talked for like 6 hours at Megan's house. Megan chimed in....every once in a while too, but Mike and I connected. It sucks because stupid Megan likes him and I think he's really kew. Whatev, I'm sure we'll just be great friends anyway...There are more sponges and starfish in the sea :)
So today was a beautiful day. GORGEOUS. I looked cute and straightened MOST of my hair..YAYY. My scalp hurts so bad right now because of all the crap I did to it....like wash it...cricket....cricket... Anyway. So I went to work, not too much shit with Crackhead and Dumbcar, YIPPEE! I had a feeling it was time to change my oil and asked my dad how you were to go about doing it and if he thought I could do it myself. I said "Do you just have to let it drip until it's out and replace the filter?" He said yes but that he wasn't going to let me do it my car is really low to the ground and doesn't trust it with a jack. Well...Dad...fuck you. :)
So, we get off of work around 7. I drove my car around front and saw if they needed any help up front because I needed more hours. Which was kew because I really miss my friend Paige--I call her pah--ee--gay....because that's how her name would be in Spanish.....we were like 16 when we thought it up, shut up! So, worked there until 10:15 ish and walk out to my car with a puddle of OIL ON THE GROUND, FROM MY CAR, BELIEVE! I was just thinking, I need to change my oil...God really kind of lays some things out there for ya, huh? So, we checked my dip stick. All the oil had been completely drained. Well, step one to changing my oil...yippee. I didn't have any money...and It was 35 degrees and I was standing outside to a broken car in a skirt and a sweater because...well, fuck, you all know me. THANKFULLY PAIGE STAYED and took me to Meijer gas station and BOUGHT me my oil, and THREE....count em...THREE airheads to make me feel better.
So now, the only thing is...seeing if it leaks any more. My friend's husband is a mechanic and said it could be a number of things on why it just came out, it doesn't necessarily mean it's bad and that I should just keep an eye out on it, see if it leaks anymore, if it does, then take it somewhere. He also said that if I could just find someone to change the oil filter now, I've already drained my oil, I should be set. He's out of town forever or he'd do it...so....
Anyone know how to change an oil filter?
Still everythinging you,
Jenna :)
So today was a beautiful day. GORGEOUS. I looked cute and straightened MOST of my hair..YAYY. My scalp hurts so bad right now because of all the crap I did to it....like wash it...cricket....cricket... Anyway. So I went to work, not too much shit with Crackhead and Dumbcar, YIPPEE! I had a feeling it was time to change my oil and asked my dad how you were to go about doing it and if he thought I could do it myself. I said "Do you just have to let it drip until it's out and replace the filter?" He said yes but that he wasn't going to let me do it my car is really low to the ground and doesn't trust it with a jack. Well...Dad...fuck you. :)
So, we get off of work around 7. I drove my car around front and saw if they needed any help up front because I needed more hours. Which was kew because I really miss my friend Paige--I call her pah--ee--gay....because that's how her name would be in Spanish.....we were like 16 when we thought it up, shut up! So, worked there until 10:15 ish and walk out to my car with a puddle of OIL ON THE GROUND, FROM MY CAR, BELIEVE! I was just thinking, I need to change my oil...God really kind of lays some things out there for ya, huh? So, we checked my dip stick. All the oil had been completely drained. Well, step one to changing my oil...yippee. I didn't have any money...and It was 35 degrees and I was standing outside to a broken car in a skirt and a sweater because...well, fuck, you all know me. THANKFULLY PAIGE STAYED and took me to Meijer gas station and BOUGHT me my oil, and THREE....count em...THREE airheads to make me feel better.
So now, the only thing is...seeing if it leaks any more. My friend's husband is a mechanic and said it could be a number of things on why it just came out, it doesn't necessarily mean it's bad and that I should just keep an eye out on it, see if it leaks anymore, if it does, then take it somewhere. He also said that if I could just find someone to change the oil filter now, I've already drained my oil, I should be set. He's out of town forever or he'd do it...so....
Anyone know how to change an oil filter?
Still everythinging you,
Jenna :)