Sep 12, 2006 22:11
Face - My tooth hurts. Just started about 20 seconds ago. Won't stop. If it doesn't abate soon, I'm getting pliers and ripping it out. I'm sick of it. I dont like unfounded hurt. Or injustice. Or Political Correctness. Gah.
Car - Frustrating. Very much so. And its not even my fault. I've done all the projects I can, and have more parts coming so I can do more, and now the stupid mechanic that I wanted working on the car a full week ago ONLY JUST STARTED to talk to us, and this morning blew my dad off. Like, dad drove the car to work with the intent of taking it to this guy, and he was busy and impossible to reach.
Seriously, fuck that guy. I'm sick of sitting around adding little trinkets to the car while it still has shift shock like crazy, the oil pan continues to leak, and I have all the replacement shocks and can't install them. I'm frustrated that my original planned schedule for that car was put on hold. We havent gotten the most basic mechanical work out of the way. Seriously. I want maybe two hours of that guy's time, and he won't even schedule it. What a waste. In the meantime, as long as that's not done, the paints not done, and I'm sick of driving around in what looks like a dump. I may sell the Prowler eventually, but for now its still MY CAR, and as long as that asshat wont work with us and dad remains adamant on working with him, I have to drive in a badly imaged car. It's an ego thing, and I don't care. I want that car to look nice. Period. Ugh.
Job - Lighter side of things. I got hired at Yambah Yooss (jamba juice) today, following a well played interview. So that's fun. Also farbodd's my trainer. Awesome. I start on sunday.
yeah.
face, car, job.