exhausted
It started out as a normal week. Fuck.
Wednesday: dentist. Numb ’til 8:30 or so. Put off regular karate class to Thursday makeup.
Thursday, 3:30 AM: wake-up in order to get to work by 5:00 AM
Thursday, 5:00 AM: arrive at work, time to take the new Google Checkout service live on our site. Fix a stupid bug first very thing.
Spend the day monitoring the orders coming in & working on related issues.
Thursday, 6:30 PM: head to Smyrna for karate make up class. Screw up a lot.
Thursday, 8:30 PM: notice a weird rat-tat-tat sound coming from my engine. Moments later begin to hear what sounds like metal pieces falling out of the engine and onto the road. Notice tremendous clouds of smoke pouring out the back.
Thursday, 8:33 PM-ish: notice that the “Check Engine Soon” light just came on. Gee, ya think???????
Friday, 12:00 AM: finally home, eat soup.
Friday, 12:30-ish: blog deleriously.
Fuck.
Addendum: Friday, 7:30 AM: realize that it’s a holiday weekend as it takes 4 tries before I find a rental car place that actually has any cars.
Trying to decide what to do is hurting my head. Fixing the thing is going to cost me around two grand. And that’s getting a used motor and including the brother-is-a-mechanic discount. And that’s hoping it doesn’t take longer than a week so I don’t get eaten alive on the rental car. Not fixing it & getting a new ride is easily doable, but would royally screw my house budget planning. Why couldn’t the damn thing just hold out one more year??? Argh.
