My car and me

Jun 12, 2007 21:07

Many people I know don't like, and sometimes are even afraid, to visit their dentist or their doctor.

Me, it's my garage mechanic. The man is a nice guy, and he does a nice job. But whatever his personal qualities may be, you can't love a guy who tells you you're 500$ (and more) poorer. I know I can't.

Especially when my car, possessed by my boyfriend's fomer Jeep's evil spirit, always breaks when I can't afford it. Last year it cost me my summer vacations.

But today, lo! and behold! it cost only 259$! I think the garage mechanic probably thought I was insane when I told him " Only 259$?" and looked all happy. Because most of the time even my worst estimee is below the truth.

So I'm poor, but in an acceptable way. But those cute black sandals will have to wait (or not, the boyfriend seems intend on buying them for me, and there is an epic battle between my independant side and my crush for the said sandals).

Otherwise, the only notable event was my trip to Montreal, for a presentation for my internship. I had a lot of fun with one of my friend. And I bought this cute little thing. At first I wanted the pink and blue one, which reminded me of Saphira and Thorn's love child (alas, this will never be), but the baker broke both of them trying to put them in the bag. So I bought the green dragon.





Oh, and
themadpuppy, thank you so much for the music you've sent me, I like very much, and so does the boyfriend!
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