When I was in college I did a Very Bad Thing by letting the air out of the tires of a small penis mobile. The jackass who owned said vehicle decided it would be fun to park his truck with one tire on a rock blocking the trail head of my favorite camping spot. This week, I believe the kharma for that has finally come to swat me in the ass.

We have been dealing with car issues for two fookin' weeks now and I just want to drive the damn thing into the river. We had it fixed on Monday and it stalled on me this evening on my way home. Luckily, the mechanics at our garage are bound and determined to fix the stupid car and been researching the problem for two days. They called this afternoon and said they they are 99% sure they know what is causing the problem. I'm going to bring the car in tomorrow morning and HOPEFULLY, Volundir willing, the damned thing will be fixed once and for all. If not, The Columbia river is getting a donation.

With all this car drama comes stress and crappy sleep. I haven't been exercising as much as I should and that bothers me. If I was a better person I wouldn't be so hard on myself but I'm not. I'm a Virgo. I make lists and I worry.

Anyone have a winning lottery ticket they want to share?