emilyrocks

so my car is fucked. super fucked. the kind you don't take home to mama...

super fucked! super fucked! super fucked up!

okay that musical interlude was brought to you by my good friend paul.

anyhoo, i came out to my car after dying jason_gpk's hair and my car wouldn't start. didn't even turn over. so we got it jumped and drove around for awhile. then we thought, 'hey! let's charge the battery and drive to san francisco and visit paul and isobel!' so we did. and yeah. the battery didn't charge. so something electrical is fucked. so we're gonna jump it again when we leave and NOT STOP until we get to sacramento. then tomorrow i'll jump it again, hope i have enough gas to get it to a shop and drop jason off at the greyhound station, and have fantasies about large sums of money dropping into my lap at random intervals so i can pay for this. grr argh.

yeah i do don't have time for this. like at all. i won't be able to go to school on saturday and i won't be able to go visit my grandparents. basically, i can't go anywhere. i don't know the bus system in sac at all. i'm so so so upset. i'm gonna go cry in the corner now...