$1400?!?! Where's the cyanide at???

$1400 to fix Topie (that's my car, pigs). At first I thought that for that price, they better include a pound of crack and a hooker whose a** I can snort it off of, but then I realized that nothing is too good for my cute little red car. With what I had done to him, he's in damn good shape now, so it was worth it.

Actually, all things considered, this was by far one of the easiest car fixings I've ever had. Everything was done within a day, and no one tried to f*ck me around. The only thing that mildly amused me was that this guy was on the phone with me, rattling off how much my bill was going to cost, and halfway through this laundry list of charges, before he was even done telling me how much I had to pay, he was like "So how are you today?".

Um... I'm officially $1400 worse than I was yesterday, thanks. But being able to make small talk with you really takes the sting out. You're supposed to do that either before or after you gauge me, not during.

But I'll spend it happily, my car is my baby, and even though officially, as of today, I've spent more on fixing it than I did on buying it, it doesn't matter. I love that little car, and I'll do what I have to to keep it in good shape, becase I'm going to drive it until it doesn't drive anymore. It's my first car, and it's taught me the lesson that you should always have some extra money laying around for situations like this, because you never know.

Even though I wasn't planning on spending near what I did today, it's times like this that I'm glad I kick a** with money budgeting. I had money set aside for emergancies. And, and... I got a free Certigard mug. (Eat it, I know you're all jealous.)

So for those of you who thought this would keep me from going X-Mas shopping for myself, think again. Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas has my name written all over it.

B.A.D