Jun 14, 2009 02:11
I started this post with a long line of profanity. Unfortunately it neither helped me nor made me feel better. So I deleted it. Just know that i've never been more of a swearing mind than right now. Well, it makes me feel a very little bit better. So. I left my lights on when I got to work. 9 hours later my battery was, surprisingly, dead. One jumpstart and a twenty minute drive later I don't really want to turn the thing off for the night so I call Dre and ask her to go to the grocery store with me. I leave the car running while I go in to get her, which turns into about a 10 minute wait. About half way through said wait my car dies, unbeknownst to me. And this time it seems to be for good. She will not start again, no matter how long we leave Dre's Effe hooked up. Indeed, it doesn't sound like the battery is the problem at all. The engine just turns over and over and over and never catches. Pressing the gas does absolutely nothing. I might as well not even be touching the pedal.
I was supposed to drive to Union tomorrow. I was going home. For two weeks. I can't even begin to explain to you how happy I was to be going. I was going to see everyone, including Jesse for a day or two. I have two dentist appointements. I was gonna get to hang out with Mandi. I think I'm going to cry.
The car curse still holds, good and strong.
ranting