... well, that wasn't how I meant to spend my Sunday ( Read more... )

Because I am very talented, I managed to lock my keys in my car last night. Again. Of course, I didn't actually realize this until I was trying to get into the apartment, at which point the fact that my keys were not in my purse like they should be made itself known. Luckily
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Theoretically, I'm going to stop ignoring the internet during the week and then spamming everyone on the weekends, starting next week. I've been alternating between playing Mass Effect and frantically trying to figure out what I'm doing for Vividcon Premieres, which have taken up... a surprising amount of time, honestly ( Read more... )

So, uh, I totally made $50 simply by leaving the apartment for twenty minutes to run errands this afternoon. That works ( Read more... )

Well, I heard back from my mechanic. ( Money? Who needs money? )

Okay, I give up. *buries head* We couldn't even get my car to jump start this afternoon, the battery's so dead. I've sent my mechanic an e-mail and left them a voicemail, but since they're closed on the weekends I'm probably going to have to wait until at least Wednesday before they'll be able to come tow it to the shop. (Since there's no way I can ( Read more... )

Oops, I messed something up on my to-do list from earlier today. Here's what I should have said.

Keep fingers crossed that car starts.

Keep fingers crossed that currently yet again deader-than-dead car will start when
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For those of you who don't know, my car... has some age on it. Translation: if it was a person, it would be old enough to have its own driver's license and is just shy of being old enough to buy cigarettes and see R-rated movies. ( So, basically, my car is a piece of junk. )

In which I talk about Neopets, my job, and money, and rant about my car, my mom, my CVV vid, and the $125 that is never going to appear on my SmarTrip card at this rate. Just, uh, not in that exact order.

( Yeah, let's use a cut, shall we? It gets a bit long. )

So. I've been poking at used car websites the past few days, trying to convince myself that I really don't want to get a new(-to-me) one. Even though, you know, my current car is about sixteen years old and already had well over 100,000 miles on it when I bought it eight years ago and is edging closer and closer to 200,000 miles by this point. ( Read more... )