My car broke down and I had to get up extra early so I can drop it to the garage before work. Part of this garage visit also entails removing the studded winter tires from my car, which I am actually remiss to do because THERE'S SNOW ON THE GROUND RIGHT NOW! Are you kidding me spring? Will you fuck off and arrive already?
Snow. I almost went back to bed.
So my car stopped working at the most inopportune time. A bunch of us went out for a few drinks and a little Open Mic action at a pub downtown. I was more then a little tipsy. Marty was hammered. Ally was the designated driver as per usual. At 3:00 a.m. on the way home the subject of cheeseburgers came up and they really seemed like a good idea. We stopped in the parking lot to enjoy our late night snacks and afterwards my car wouldn't start up again. We had to call Marty's mom to come and get us at 3:30. Thankfully Marty provided enough comic relief to keep everyone from descending into crankiness. We were driving along and Marty looked at her mom to say, "I'm not going to lie to you mom... I had a few drinks"
Now if only I could convince Marty to come with me to the garage this afternoon for comic relief when I see the bill for my repaired alternator/starting motor, tire change, rebalance and alignment, oil change and CD installation. Please just let it be under $300.
Nicole
What I hear: Sarah Harmer-Coffeestain "There's a coffee stain around your eyes/and lines that I don't recognize/ everything changed from being the same/the night that you came home so late"