Well, I was going to write a somewhat humorous post on how I’ve been off the pill and now have a libido and am having kick-ass fantasies about anime characters, but shoot. My car died, so I’m going to talk about that instead.
Yes, after I left work I started my car, and as soon as I did, it started rattling really loudly. Like there was a midget underneath the hood throwing rocks at it. I turned it off, opened the hood, and started it again. Still rattling. It really didn’t sound good, but it’s only 7 miles home, so I figured I’d go with it. Yeah, I got maybe a 1/4 mile down the road, when the rattling abruptly stopped. Actually, it was the engine that had stopped.
*sighs* Long story short, some friends came, we wheeled it into a parking space of my local UBC center and called the tow truck. The guy had us turn it on, and then had us immediately turn it off. “Sounds like your timing belt broke,” he said, “but I could be wrong.”
Timing belt? Isn’t that at least $1000? Doesn’t it destroy your engine if it breaks? I guess I’ll find out tomorrow. Kathy kindly offered me a ride to work.
I need to make more money.