Okay, I’ve had it now. If there is such a thing as karma, bad juju, or whatever, it’s all on me. I was on my way home from the hospital today and the car decides to die mid way through a turn at a stop light. Oh ya. Fun for me. I almost went off on this woman who proceeded to yell out her car window to get my vehicle out of the way because I’m blocking the road. YOU THINK?? REALLY??? I’m sure I was just sitting there trying to get the car started for fun during rush hour. Luckily one of the physicians I know was walking across that street and pushed me to a parking spot right across the street along with the help of a couple other guys that were walking by. Had to track down a coworker to make sure she did not leave so I could catch a ride home.

Had to park in a restricted zone so I had to call our public safety to tell them don’t ticket me. Then called my insurance to find out if I had a tow package, which I don’t. Gonna have to remedy that one soon. Then called a few towing places and found a fairly cheap one if you call extorting $75.00 out of me cheap. Then called a friend who worked on my car who sent me to this gawd awful transmission place who effed up the car to begin with and he is gonna come over when the car gets to me to look at it because I essentially bit his head off and that was wrong :/

Then lord knows what because I don’t have a fricken clue what they did to the engine or how much I’m gonna have to pay to repair it, which I remind you that I don’t have money to get fixed anyways. *sigh*