Saturday, May 13, 2006

Tow truck? More like SLOW TRUCK

I hate my fucking car. Still love the interior (what with the nifty makeover) but otherwise it is a fawking PIECE OF SHITE.

Went to Grandma Ruth's today. Battery light came on about 3/4 of the way there. Car died about 3/4 of the way back.

120 bucks for a tow to my mechanic in Penetang. Would have been cheaper to tow it to Barrie (From Horseshoe Valley rd.) but more of a headache... finding a mechanic, getting home (or finding somewhere for me and the girls to stay) then getting the car monday or whenever it's fixed. Yup, better to shell out the cash, than to deal with all that.

Fucking car. I'm feeling isolated already. Stupid automotive industry.

On the bright side, we had a really nice visit with Grandma, chatted, had dinner I beat her twice at cribbage. She asks me "don't you feel bad for beating your grandmother?" To which I replied "No, because it's not like you're frail or feebleminded. The day I start to feel bad about beating you is the day you need to start worrying about your age. I have a difficult time believing she's only a few years shy of 80, but it's true.

Tomorrow is mothers day. Happy mothers day, moms.

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