I stank. I was dirty. I smelled like a hippie and looked like a transient. I built fence in rock from 8am to 8pm yesterday. I honestly think that was the hardest days work Ive ever put in. The stupid jackhammer I was so excited about turned out to be an under powered useless sissy jackhammer. I had to bust all the rock by hand with a breaker bar. They should still make prisoners bust rocks. That would cut down on recidivism. I sure could have used a cute girl to dress up like a geisha and bathe me. I would have traded a get out of jail free card for that, but I had to settle for a hot shower. After a good long nights sleep, Im sore and stiff. Its gonna suck if I have to fight with someone or chase someone at work today.
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My choice was to get in trouble for not having a sticker at all, suck it up and get a fake one until I can get it to pass, or fix it now and not be able to pay my rent, ending up living in my unpassable, unregistered car. At least this way I can get it registered and give the poor guy his plates back.
He came over yesterday and said that he believes the problem is the EGR valve, whatever that is. I DO go to a school full of mechanics though, so I suspect it won't be long before I can get it all fixed up. Besides, I only drive that thing to 3 places...work, grocery, and liquor store. Other than that, it sits in my parking lot looking very sad and lonely.