Reply #76: I'm here and playing Mobsters at the same time.

[Jamastiene]

and doing some emailing. Nothing major. Gotta stay up until 7 then get ready and go get the brakes on the car replaced. The car has been squealing for a while now when I try to stop. I tried telling it to suck it up and take it if it is going to be my car. I have shit for luck and not much in savings. If it's gonna be my car, it needs to learn to always be poor, slow, and have shit for luck. It didn't listen. It never does. Pfft! Teenagers! You know how they are.

Then when we went to Fayetteville and almost got in a wreck. Some driver, who got their license at Sears & Roebuck, pulled out from the left hand side of the road, went across 6 lanes of traffic and damn near pulled out in front of me. The brakes worked, but not quite fast enough for my liking. Plus all that squealing the car did, really caused people to stop and stare. How embarrassing to have such a wimp for a car.

I didn't see my life flash before my eyes, but my aunt swore she did. I decided it's time to fix the damn car. Whiny ass car...always wanting something. I buy it new windshield wipers last month and this month it wants new shoes. What's it gonna ask for next? A car of its own and a credit card so it can go shopping?