So yesterday I got to hang out with
kumakun and
fencingkitty at the Bristol Renaissance Faire. Had a lot of fun, as usual, despite the fact that we almost totally skipped out on seeing shows this year. I bought my usual box of toffee, some scented oils for my mom, and DVDs of Terry Jones' Crusades.
After we left Faire, we headed back to my place so the two of them could change out of their garb (I had decided not to wear mine) and we could decide where to go for dinner. We had a nice meal at Omega Custard and mostly talked about FFXI.
The problem started when we were all getting in to our cars to leave. As they were pulling away, I realize that my car would not start. After several tries had produced nothing, I called my parents and my dad came with his car and jumper cables. Except the jumper cables, they did nothing. So we went back in to Omega, told the owner what had happened and that we'd be calling a tow truck in the morning.
And, as icing on the cake, after lying in bed for a while, my body decides that it really, really, wants to throw up everything in my stomach. Because nothing tastes better at 2:30 AM than stomach acid.
So my car should be at our mechanic now, getting fixed hopefully today, but most likely tomorrow. I just hope whatever's wrong with it isn't too expensive to have fixed.
Also, the fan on my laptop looks to be going. I've already ordered a replacement part from Dell, and it will hopefully be here sooner rather than later. And once that's done, maybe I can finally see about getting the screen fixed.