Things have been a bit intense around here lately. A couple of weeks ago my car broke down (I believe I mentioned this in my last post, but I don't keep track of these things) and I had to pay to have my starter replaced. No big deal. On my way home from work on Thursday my car died once again, this time in the middle of rush hour traffic. I somehow managed to get my car in to a parking lot and called my dad. Turns out my transmission decided to just up and quit on me. Delightful! So now I have that $5000 hospital bill to look forward to and what I can only assume is going to be a $1200 repair for my piece of shit mode of transportation. I love trying to figure out how I am going to pay for these things when I make so little money. Did I mention I don't have health insurance anymore either? My life is like one big practical joke! I can't even really look forward to my birthday (which is officially 1 month away), because I can't plan a fun way to spend my birthday money as it will obviously be spent on car repair #3980958.
In other news, I'm never making plans with anyone ever again. I don't know if its my stupid phone that has no service or a lack of people who actually want to spend time with me, but I just don't give a shit anymore. I'm tired of moping around all weekend and bursting into tears randomly when I don't hear back from friends. So instead I will focus my attention on productive things such as growing some herbs for my favorite bunny, reading all the books I can, making mix CD's for myself, craftin', baking and house cleanin'. I might also make up a few imaginary friends to talk to when I can't get a hold of anyone else. That seems reasonable for someone who is almost 24, right?
I'm just going to go listen to s'more Bright Eyes and pretend I'm 16 again.