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On my way back from the Hindu temple today, I had to take a 70-minute detour because cars were completely stopped on the freeway. During this detour, GS needed to pee. So we stopped. Mission accomplished, we get back in the '74 VW Bug, and it won't start. Fuck.
I checked the fluid levels in the battery (which is inconveniently located under the back seat), and they were fine. Some nice H2 owner (is that a contradiction in terms?) jumped my car and we continued our journey, where I proceeded to get lost and make things take even longer.
An hour after I got home, I tried to start the Bug. Nothing. FUCK.
Oh, and on a side note, I fucked up an assignment LM gave me, which I doubt is going to go over very well but I have yet to discover what the consequences will be...
And on ANOTHER side note, when I got home I continued watching the 3rd season of the L Word on DVD (haven't seen it yet) and it just happened to be the part where Dana dies. I would really like for this day to be over.
Isn't there some rule, somewhere, which says that if one car poops out on you, your back-up car is absolutely, IN NO WAY ALLOWED TO ALSO POOP?!!???!???
This wouldn't be such a crisis if I wasn't also zero'd out financially. I am so sick of being a student. I am so sick of living paycheck to paycheck.
I hope I read this entry 5 years from now and chuckle, because I will never ever EVER have to live like this again, crying on the livingroom floor, transportation-less and borrowing money from family members generally even poorer than myself...
I checked the fluid levels in the battery (which is inconveniently located under the back seat), and they were fine. Some nice H2 owner (is that a contradiction in terms?) jumped my car and we continued our journey, where I proceeded to get lost and make things take even longer.
An hour after I got home, I tried to start the Bug. Nothing. FUCK.
Oh, and on a side note, I fucked up an assignment LM gave me, which I doubt is going to go over very well but I have yet to discover what the consequences will be...
And on ANOTHER side note, when I got home I continued watching the 3rd season of the L Word on DVD (haven't seen it yet) and it just happened to be the part where Dana dies. I would really like for this day to be over.
Isn't there some rule, somewhere, which says that if one car poops out on you, your back-up car is absolutely, IN NO WAY ALLOWED TO ALSO POOP?!!???!???
This wouldn't be such a crisis if I wasn't also zero'd out financially. I am so sick of being a student. I am so sick of living paycheck to paycheck.
I hope I read this entry 5 years from now and chuckle, because I will never ever EVER have to live like this again, crying on the livingroom floor, transportation-less and borrowing money from family members generally even poorer than myself...