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That's cos Wednesday isn't on the weekend 
sounds like you really need to take a 'break'...
sounds like you really need to take a 'break'...
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When I said "From my research", what I actually meant to say was "Made shit up" - from a thottbot thread -
...I guess it's a good thing that I'm the one that ended up wrapping and packing Mommy's breakables, right?Unseen but seeing
oh dear, now they're masquerading as sane-KiaKat
There isn't enough interpretive dance in the workplace these days-Irv
3rd shift needs love, too
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I'm bringing disdain back...with a vengeance.
Oh, and your tool box called...you got out again.Comment
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Last Friday was another sucky-ish day.
I was on my way to check out my soon to be apartment, when I noticed my check engine light was on.
Grrrrrrrrr.
I call my bro in law to see what he has to say about it. He tends to go with the absolute worst case scenario (ie "Your engine would have completely fallen out if you drove another mile!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"), so I wasn't keen on him getting near my car. He actually stuck with maybe some fluids are running low.
I called Becks to have MOTH® come over and check things out. Yeah. No.
HE did all the worst case scenario shit. We got oil, brake fluid, and power steering fluid. We would have gotten tranny fluid, but my car is set up so it's tough to get at to even check.
Topped off all fluids, and I asked if we should, I don't know, run the car around the block or something to get the fluids situated. "Just park your car and try not to drive it."
Wandered over to work, to chat with my fave SD person. I said to her, "Why can't anyone have anything positive to say??" So she said, "Maybe it's just a sensitive system and your fluids were a little low."
Called my Mom to bitch and whine and moan. She said, "Absolutely, drive the car around. Take it to Auto Zone. They can check things like that." Which is what I wanted to do earlier. Don't know why I didn't.
Took it to Auto Zone, and the nicest guy came out, and we chatted about cars and such. He did his thing, and gave me a look.
"Your gas cap is loose."
Yes, friends, I literally made myself sick over a loose gas cap.
And it's not the first time I did it, either. Having thought about it, it happened a relatively short time after I got the car. My best guy friend handled that one for me. He teased me for ages about it.
*sigh*I'm bringing disdain back...with a vengeance.
Oh, and your tool box called...you got out again.Comment
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