....And the shitty week comes

....And the shitty week comes to an end...

It's Friday. I would say "Thank God" but that's so cliche. Instead I'll say, Holy fucking SHIT I'm glad this week is over.
I know I've whined about how completely fucked up my life is right now so I'll spare you the details. On second thought, I wouldn't have a blog if it weren't for the details. So here goes...

If you've read any past entries, you'll probably have seen that my car broke down and had to be pulled to the mechanic. Well, the problem was the starter so I had to have a new one installed. That was expensive and I hadn't even started the new job yet.
Then I realized that I had a left turn signal out and since I'm the only one in the state of Texas that actually uses their turn signals, I took that in to have fixed. I naively asked them to also check the thermastat because I felt like my temperature gauge was acting funny.
Guess what, my lovely reader(s)? My innocent inquiry turned out to be a HUGE FUCKING DEAL. The water pump. Yes, I had a leak in the water pump.
So, instead of driving the car, waiting around for it to get hot and explode or whatever it does when the water pump is leaking, I had them replace that too. $400 bucks later, I have a car now. This car better run like a freakin dream.

I won't even go into the damn scene from Abbott and Costello meets the Keystone Cops that resulted from me needing my parents to help me get back and forth to work, run errands and drop off and pick up the car.

I was so glad to get home and just veg out in front of the computer screen without having to worry about doing something confusing or stressing the next day. I'm thinking about opening a bottle of wine but that would require me getting up from the couch and right now that's too much work.

I was able to catch up on some blog reading and found one of the funniest posts I've read in a LONG time.
I've been in her shoes when it comes to Mom asking about the blog. I let her read it once back in the early pseudo-pundit days. Afterwards, I couldn't write a thing without censoring it with Mom in mind so I went to her house and deleted my link and cleared her history.
Mom can surf the web a little but digging around looking for a previously viewed site would be beyond her.

Posted by De at December 5, 2003 10:15 PM