it's a real cool world....

Hrm. My back is killing me. Oh well.

I have carrots and mac&cheese. This is good.

I even wrote fic. Arwenfic.

Now I write cuteWarrick fic for Kossie. It's a good thing I love her, the man never sighs, smiles, or chuckles. It makes it very difficult to break things up when he always just sorta glowers.

Dad thinks the car thing is the head gasket. I should probably actually do some research, so I know what it is, and whether I can afford to fix it. See, this makes things more complicated. Jenna's car is in the shop. Which means mom, Jenna AND me are now relying on one car. I figure I can take the bus to work in the morning, between jobs, but someone will have to pick me up at midnight. I refuse to take the bus that late.

This actually somewhat simplifies my day. No worrying about gas, for one thing.

Hopefully, it won't last long though.

Ate Life cereal with vanilla soy milk earlier. It was actually pretty good. I could live with it, if I had to.

About the only complication, with the bus thing, is that now, when Ashley takes over at 6pm on T/W, I'll have to find something to do in that neighborhood. Hrm. There might be a library around there.

It feels so wonderful not to be at work.

...

still up. My gods....

sleeping, though.

Ryss, I love you. Sleep good, sweetie. If you hadn't been knocked off, I would've been leaving about now. 5am. GAH.

See you tomorrow, hopefully. Before midnight.... Otherwise, no me. Since I work on Monday.

night.

Makes you do things you usually...

Kossie should be amused by this, when she gets back. Owen. Y'know, Buffy's Owen, who had a thing for Death? He dates Sara in CSI...

And he's still an idiot.

Dinner should be had soon, I think. Hrm.

And dad is looking at the car. *crosses fingers*

Thanks, Ryss, Tom and Kris. :)

people are people violently happy.

So.... dad has done his look at the car thing. And can't find a thing wrong.

Except he thinks there was too much oil in it...

so, really, the white steam was all just oil burning off, and, y'know, the smell of burning crap I've smelled for the last twoish weeks is nothing. So is the ticking noise...

Yeah.

Well, we'll see. He's gone to drive it round.

i should just fucking give up.

My car is having trouble--oh, wait, no it isn't!

The show I taped, two weeks ago? Didn't. Tape.

So. Hey, that's just great. So I don't have any Firefly. Anywhere.

I hate this.