Mar 09, 2006 11:45
My car broke *again* today.
I was 15 minutes away from school. Suddenly the engine starts making this not-so-great scary noise. And I'm starting to slow down.
I notice that I'm about to head into this stretch of one lane construction that lasts for about a mileish where, to either side of me, there are short concrete walls. And I figure I won't get through it, so I pull over. Put the car in park. Put it back in drive, and it won't go nowheres.
Turn it off, and when I turn it back on, it won't start, and it sounds painful for it to try. Awesome.
So, for the 3rd or 4th time in 6 months, my car is broken. It sounds (literally) like an expensive problem. Talked to my dad already, and we both think we've put enough money into ol' Holly. Probably time for a new car. And it will be brand new also, so theres not as many problems. So I guess thats good.
But geez. So I guess this is my sign that I shouldn't quit my job to devote my life to theatre....