06/16/2007: "CArs"

So, knowing my car was due for an oil change, I finally took it somewhere to get that done. I went to the place me and mom normally get it done. Saw "Lunchbox" there, a dude who was also set to go into the Marines (he got sent back six weeks in to boot camp because while running half his body went numb...damn!) so it was a nice little experience. He's the one who did my oil and all the other crap they do there. I paid, I left, I did a bit of driving.

A bit later, as I was going to drive back to Hammon, I noticed my car was smoking and the thermometer whatever was near the Hot zone, so I immediately pulled over. Zero and the people at the oil place thought maybe a little oil was spilled onto the engine somewhere, so they sent a guy up to where I was to check it out which was really nice of them.

He concluded that I needed a new thermostat which is why my car was running hot and continued to do so. Unfortunetly, I'm the typical female in that I know nothing about cars (something I need to change). Anyways, we drove my car back to that place, they changed it and did a full cooland flush and said they had my car going for twenty minutes and it was OK to drive, but call them if it did the same thing.

Well yeah, it did the same thing on the drive home. Fortunetly, two of Zero's buddies will be looking at my car tomorrow to see whats wrong with it. Hopefully they can fix it, since I had to call off my first little work trip because of this shit.

Yesterday wasn't a good day at all -- my car pooping out on me, a random guy in line behind me telling me I had big thighs, "Do you work out?", a bird shitting ON me, and another random guy being a fucking dick and shouting something to me while I was trying to let him and his car pass me to let him out of a parking lot. Sounds like a really lame country song, eh?