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Well was going to post my horoscope for today, but to no surprise the copy and paste isn't working like it should at the moment...
Tuesday, December 6:
The heavens have been plotting to put you on the move for some time now. Whether you'll end up on a plane, a train or a long-distance drive won't matter. You'll be on the road soon, and loving every minute.
Which is good, should be getting my car back tomorrow. Went to the store last night, then proceed to stop and see a friend. While outside talking his friend ended up leaving, or started to leave. We talked and they took a quick look at my car, for the loud exhaust. Underneath Larry noticed the break lines weren't looking so well, upon touching one line he found out how bad they were. It's not usually good when something crumbles upon touching it, and at that moment I found out that there was no break fluid left. They were surprised I haven't gotten into a bad accident because of them, they were that bad. Most parts of the line were less than half the size it should have been and was as brittle as a dried out twig. I knew the breaks were bad especially saturday when I almost had a reinactment of an accident I had almost 4 years ago. They spend about 6 hours working on it, and as the back lines were replaced and they did whatever else had to be done, I had turned on the car and pushing the break when Larry said. They found another leak in the breaks, turns out the front lines shit the bed, better while it was parked instead of me going to Warren and finding out the hard way. As of right now it's still not fixed, the last piece that needed to be replaced was a bitch to get undone and then the nut on the new pipe was too small to fit, and all autoshops were closed. So it'll be fixed by the time I get out of work tomorrow. It'll be like driving a brand new car, sort of, I guess. Also tomorrow, I have an interview; don't want to get my hopes up but I just hope it goes very well and they hire me. I'll be able to get everything paid off, be able to help mum out. And get my Tiburon.
Tuesday, December 6:
The heavens have been plotting to put you on the move for some time now. Whether you'll end up on a plane, a train or a long-distance drive won't matter. You'll be on the road soon, and loving every minute.
Which is good, should be getting my car back tomorrow. Went to the store last night, then proceed to stop and see a friend. While outside talking his friend ended up leaving, or started to leave. We talked and they took a quick look at my car, for the loud exhaust. Underneath Larry noticed the break lines weren't looking so well, upon touching one line he found out how bad they were. It's not usually good when something crumbles upon touching it, and at that moment I found out that there was no break fluid left. They were surprised I haven't gotten into a bad accident because of them, they were that bad. Most parts of the line were less than half the size it should have been and was as brittle as a dried out twig. I knew the breaks were bad especially saturday when I almost had a reinactment of an accident I had almost 4 years ago. They spend about 6 hours working on it, and as the back lines were replaced and they did whatever else had to be done, I had turned on the car and pushing the break when Larry said. They found another leak in the breaks, turns out the front lines shit the bed, better while it was parked instead of me going to Warren and finding out the hard way. As of right now it's still not fixed, the last piece that needed to be replaced was a bitch to get undone and then the nut on the new pipe was too small to fit, and all autoshops were closed. So it'll be fixed by the time I get out of work tomorrow. It'll be like driving a brand new car, sort of, I guess. Also tomorrow, I have an interview; don't want to get my hopes up but I just hope it goes very well and they hire me. I'll be able to get everything paid off, be able to help mum out. And get my Tiburon.