Dammit. Bugula decided to start hemorrhaging money yesterday...as if gas prices weren't bad enough, add a dead battery (which led me to the dealership, which led me to the service, which included the diagnostic), a tire with a nail in it, a leaking boot, a thermostat issue, a new headlamp socket, a missing fog light, no bumper liner, the driver's side mirror that's been dangling like a torn ear for two years...
I'm selling her back to the dealership next week. It's a sad parting. But times are what they are, and the fact is I'll be glad to walk away before gas hits $5. At least people are still buying cars, it seems.
So now, I seek a bicycle with a Pomeranian-sized basket....
I'm selling her back to the dealership next week. It's a sad parting. But times are what they are, and the fact is I'll be glad to walk away before gas hits $5. At least people are still buying cars, it seems.
So now, I seek a bicycle with a Pomeranian-sized basket....
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obelisk:
Ah, now I see why you were asking. Well I'll tell ya, enjoying biking around makes it a lot more doable However, you can employ the "I'm a cute girl, drive me around" power that I lack.
ferretbite:
This could work... Maybe?
