Well here I am again bitching about my car. My love for is is dropping
at an exponential rate. I need a new phone because I spilled a gin and
tonic on it the other day and it shorted it out. I was drving around
looking for a phone I wanted in peticular. I get to the mall, the worst
traffic in the world and my car breaks down. The engine runs but
nothing happens when you step on the gas. Luckily its a diesel so I can
shift thru the first three gears without it stalling and do about 10
mph. Im the Christmas spirit of caring for your fellow man a lot of
people were beeping at me and my misfortune while I tried to get out of
the way and into a parking lot. I should have parked diagonally across
the two lanes and shut my car off and locked it. So now it sits in the
Marshalls parking lot. I had to dig my 20 year old reliable payed off
Mustang out of the snow so I can get around. Now I have to spend more
money on it after I splurged on some parts to make it faster. Merry
fucking Christmas.