Okay ... after 8 blasted days ... my car is fixed...
or no
I was nearly to work -- I made it to 48 minutes there and sputter clunk ... the car died again.
I called the shop and they came to pick up the car. I needed to be to work ... there was no one there willing to come get me. How shocking!
I stepped out waiting for the time that they'd send someone to get me, and then a guy pulled up and gave me a ride there.
So guy just doesn't want me driving that car I suppose. Well, it'd be nice if I had the money to get another one, then ... ro get a different job to avoid having that wicked drive or some other solution.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
God pitched in
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Are you saying that the almighty God helped fix your car, but he blew it? I tend to think if he wanted your chariot working, it would work. But maybe we're both wrong and God doesn't even know you have a car, or deal in such matters.
This is all from that wipe out during the first freeze of the season? I suggest less Baja racing.
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