Sometimes I wonder why life doesn't just put a bullet in my head and get it over with. I feel like a mouse that's being continually batted at by a cat.
What brings this on, you ask? Well, I'll make a long story very short... the day before yesterday I found out my rent was jacked up, and I've gotta pay back rent for the last two months (see my earlier
journal entry), well, yesterday I took in my car to get the axle seal on the driver's side looked at it, and it turns out I need to replace my axle socket and a bunch of other crap, bringing in a bill of about $856. Can you believe you can rack up THAT much of a bill in just one small area? I mean, we're talking the area around the driver's side tire, I find that amazing.
I asked how immediate the problem was and the mechanics all seemed adamant that I should NOT be driving the car, that things were wearing down fast and that to delay could cause even MORE damage to the car. Don't recall all the details, but apparently my breaks have been contaminated by oil leaks, and the axle shaft is about ready to fall off. Plus, I need new bearings and some other neat things.
Well, of course, I don't have the money to pay for such things, so I called my stepdad and he said he'd call around and check on something. We called my regular mechanic and he can't get to the car until TUESDAY because he's going out of town today. So, my stepdad has graciously offered to take me to and from work, which I'm grateful for, but I feel real shitty having to rely on him for this. (Maybe I could get a discount on buying a bunch of cab coupons or something...)
I don't know.. seems like life just loves to get you down and then kick you a few times, huh?
Ahhhh.. crap, I'll try and positive, but man, this bums me out.