R.I.P. The Beast
As if things could not get any worse in my life...
scratch that... i could be one of the many rotting corpses still stuck under louisiana waters...
basically... my car stalls out yesterday. i have it towed home. i kick it in the side.
mechanic comes by today. says there is no salvaging her. buy new engine, or let her die.
buying engine is costlier than car is worth. DILEMA!!!
i kick her once more for being a slut who can't handle a little hard pushin'.
so as of 9/14/05.. Eugenio Rivera is without the one thing that takes him to work/school and back so he can pay for school, and other things.
and i had such high hopes for her... the nice tires. the upcoming paintjob, as well as metal grill to scare off pending people who like to cut me off.
BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoo
she had to be a slut and die. so as i sit here completely enraged, blood boiling, and about to blow a gasket i'm wondering how things are gonna shape up. the calm after the storm is over and i am headed back into a world of pain. being poor REALLY blows lol.. but again.. i could be the corpse of tom sawyer floating down the mean streets of New Orleans.
so those of you with your fancy cars that mommy and daddy were able to give you. enjoy them. because once you are without a car... it's like if god took away your penis. and those of you who don't have penis'... well.... no one is perfect.
may her soul rot in the bowels of motor vehic-hell... heh.. play on words.
scratch that... i could be one of the many rotting corpses still stuck under louisiana waters...
basically... my car stalls out yesterday. i have it towed home. i kick it in the side.
mechanic comes by today. says there is no salvaging her. buy new engine, or let her die.
buying engine is costlier than car is worth. DILEMA!!!
i kick her once more for being a slut who can't handle a little hard pushin'.
so as of 9/14/05.. Eugenio Rivera is without the one thing that takes him to work/school and back so he can pay for school, and other things.
and i had such high hopes for her... the nice tires. the upcoming paintjob, as well as metal grill to scare off pending people who like to cut me off.
BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoo
she had to be a slut and die. so as i sit here completely enraged, blood boiling, and about to blow a gasket i'm wondering how things are gonna shape up. the calm after the storm is over and i am headed back into a world of pain. being poor REALLY blows lol.. but again.. i could be the corpse of tom sawyer floating down the mean streets of New Orleans.
so those of you with your fancy cars that mommy and daddy were able to give you. enjoy them. because once you are without a car... it's like if god took away your penis. and those of you who don't have penis'... well.... no one is perfect.
may her soul rot in the bowels of motor vehic-hell... heh.. play on words.