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Last night on the way home from Brandon my check engine light came on... I woke up this morning, got ready for class, started my car... again... hello Mr. Light. Images of me broken down on 60 during morning traffic flashed through my mind so I decided to give Regal a call. They told me to go ahead and come in because I'm such a wonderful person they would fit me in.. (I added the wonderful person part to make me feel special.) Anyway, after waiting an hour or so they finally told me what was the matter with my POS car... transmission valve thingy... Greek to me... anyway... I had to call my sister and ask her to call my mother to pick me up due to the phone only allowed local calls. Mom came and picked me up. Regal then called me around 4 to tell me it was fix... however I also needed new brakes and a system flush or something... Wasn't listening to what it was, just what it cost. So basically I don't have a car till tomorrow...
Brett came over to go to sleep in my bed, while I cleaned Aunt Ruth's house.
Brett came over to go to sleep in my bed, while I cleaned Aunt Ruth's house.