My car died today.
Needless to say, I am quite upset.
Fuck. I have to get a new car by Tuesday at 3...cuz I have to be at work at 4. Damn it. I just fucking registered and insured the bitch less than two months ago.
UGGGH.
I was supposed to go out with peteyrock and Darqyn tonight, too. Goddamn it. I was really looking forward to that. But P-ville is a bit far away from where they're meeting up, I think, and I don't want them to drive all the way out here to get my lame ass. *sigh*
At least my mom is willing to entrust her '04 Silverado to me for a few minutes to go get food and cigarettes. And some sort of alcohol. Heh.
Damn it, why does the car have to die JUST when I start getting off my ass and doing social shit? That just simply sucks wiener.
At least the damn thing made it *to* work, even if it wouldn't leave. Bleh. What am I going to do with that hunk, now that it won't really run? And all of my fucking shit from my last apartment is still in it. If it gets robbed (great place to die, you fucking piece of shit) I'll lose all my books and movies, not to mention my personal shit...
OHMYGOD. My teddy bear is in there. Touch Fred and die, motherfuckers.
Ok. Time to take the truck to the gas station.
To all of you.
To my car.
Needless to say, I am quite upset.
Fuck. I have to get a new car by Tuesday at 3...cuz I have to be at work at 4. Damn it. I just fucking registered and insured the bitch less than two months ago.
UGGGH.
I was supposed to go out with peteyrock and Darqyn tonight, too. Goddamn it. I was really looking forward to that. But P-ville is a bit far away from where they're meeting up, I think, and I don't want them to drive all the way out here to get my lame ass. *sigh*
At least my mom is willing to entrust her '04 Silverado to me for a few minutes to go get food and cigarettes. And some sort of alcohol. Heh.
Damn it, why does the car have to die JUST when I start getting off my ass and doing social shit? That just simply sucks wiener.
At least the damn thing made it *to* work, even if it wouldn't leave. Bleh. What am I going to do with that hunk, now that it won't really run? And all of my fucking shit from my last apartment is still in it. If it gets robbed (great place to die, you fucking piece of shit) I'll lose all my books and movies, not to mention my personal shit...
OHMYGOD. My teddy bear is in there. Touch Fred and die, motherfuckers.
Ok. Time to take the truck to the gas station.
To all of you.
To my car.VIEW 8 of 8 COMMENTS
codemonkeym:
tinsoldier:
cars are powered by stress. if you have no stress they don't work and must get more by breaking. my cars can figure out when i will be getting money and being jelous break a part that costs just that much. this causes much stress, also poverty.