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Frank's axle, or whatever, decided to rip apart in the drivethru of McDonald's, sending tiny pieces flying. Had to have two guys working there push him into a parking spot, called AAA, got him towed, got a ride back to work...got a ride home from work...my dad's coming up Sunday to lend me the Saturn, because i am a spoiled brat. and the place he was towed to is not answering their phone. Oh yay.
Oh, I'm CPR certified now. If only that worked on cars. I also got to pretend to be the Drunk Passed Out Person (to show that you must lay the person on their side, and not leave them on their back where they will probably inhale their own vomit and die.) Hours of fun.
And all day, I've been wearing one sock. I didn't notice until about noon.
I like when everything goes wrong at the same time, because it confirms my suspicions about the world, and keeps me too busy to worry and/or cry.
Oh, I'm CPR certified now. If only that worked on cars. I also got to pretend to be the Drunk Passed Out Person (to show that you must lay the person on their side, and not leave them on their back where they will probably inhale their own vomit and die.) Hours of fun.
And all day, I've been wearing one sock. I didn't notice until about noon.
I like when everything goes wrong at the same time, because it confirms my suspicions about the world, and keeps me too busy to worry and/or cry.