m0use

I should be sitting here with my head full of stars telling you about my Cabaret experience and how i practically became an honorary Sg for a night (or at the very least, an honary SG prop) but instead i'm crying and freaking out because my car is just, fucked for good.
I've told the story too many times and im exhuasted but on the way home it broke down (yes, imagine: 3:30 am on the mass pike, me with nothing but a corset and some id) and would probably be dead were it not for a nice jewish boy with a cellphone. Somehow all the oil in my car was highjacked by aliens, or more likely my oil sensor broke again but even that doesn't explain why there would be no oil at all when it was changed no more than 8 months ago... and my motor is frozen. fused. POS car, not worth replacing even if it were that simple.
I have no car. I am "impaired", as it were, with my minor disabilities and can barely handle public transportation as it is, but it looks like even that is failing me as none of the bus and t maps are working out for me location wise.
I have no sick days left, as mentioned many times in the past. I have no idea how to get to work tomorrow, or anything. I don't know what to do with myself. I don't know what to do.