Ok, although my trip to Vegas was a blast, it was financially tragic. After finding out that my traffic fines went from fifty bucks to a heavy three fifteen, I was told that I would be required to pay a minimum of five hundred and a maximum of fifteen hundred dollars to get my recent drunken transgressions completely resolved. Then mere minutes afterwards, I got into my car and thought to myself, "What the fuck is up with my clutch?" Well, nothing was "up" with my clutch, the whole fuckin thing needs to be replaced! And it appears that my specific make and model require an exorbitant amout of labor to replace the clutch. I talked to four different places and the cheapest estimate I got was one thousand fucking dollars! Ouch! And that's just the estimate, they'll probably hit me up with a few more charges once thay get in there. I'm keepin my head up and trying to laugh off the whole situation...but I'm not going to enjoy my diet of top ramen for the next month. Oh well, atleast I will have a karmic nest egg. Things are always the worst this time of year...I can't wait for those painless summer days. Hope you're all doing better than me...

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Good luck on the car.
Jenna