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jecca_mehlota) wrote2008-02-18 11:25 pm
jecca_mehlota) wrote2008-02-18 11:25 pm
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IT NEVER ENDS
No, no, not the Spider Invasion, though I suppose that never ends, either. But this time I meant the cars.
We have had three cars since my grandmother died a few years back and we inherited hers! This turned out to be a good thing once my mother started working during tax season and my brother and/or I (depending on who is home when) started attending classes in town and/or working. We can all get to our destinations and back. Joy! Or something.
Today, my father came home from work a bit early! I was five minutes from walking out the door. He informed me that, while the light wasn't on yet, I'd probably have to fill the car up if I wanted to make it all the way into town and back again without walking halfway. Okay, whatever.
I take the car (I'm in the standard! This isn't really that important, aside from the simple fact that I don't really like driving it for a variety of reasons) to the station, fill it up, and start off again... but something is really, really wrong. I didn't notice immediately because I figured it was just because I was pushing the car a little hard for first gear. Shifted into second and then third shortly after getting back on the road and... yeah, no, that's not normal in the least. There was suddenly a strange... grinding noise, I want to call it. Sort of like something might be dragging. And steering was awkward.
Unfortunately, I'd just entered a half-mile stretch of nothingness (which isn't a huge distance, especially at 50mph, until you're afraid the car is about to explode all around you).
I took the distance at 30 (I dared not go slower, just in case someone came up behind me), talking to the car the whole way ("Just a little bit more, come on, you can do it! Yeah, just up this hill. There we go. Good car."), and pulled off as soon as I could, ran inside (another gas station. There are a lot of gas stations around here), and asked if they had a pay phone.
Yes! But, the guy warned, it probably would not work. Distress! Fortunately, it's a local call, so the guy at the counter let me use their phone. I called my father and asked him to please come rescue me with the van, because I kind of really needed to get to class.
He headed out, and I went out to look at the standard. The front right wheel was inexplicably flat.
There are more potholes (I mean, foot-deep potholes) than road through one stretch of road, which might have contributed, but we're not really sure what caused it.
Maybe Ninja Air-Let-Outers came up while I was feeding the car and let air out of it. Beats me.
Anyway, I was late to class, but only by a few minutes. Yay.
Today my left shoulder blade area is full of ache. I cannot figure out why, or even where the ache originates from. It's... very strange. I hope it is gone tomorrow.
My name at the Anonymous Meme is over here. Now you can ... leave me anonymous comments. Or something.
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themissinghat
SUDDENLY THE FISH THING MAKES SENSE. An earlier Google search for smolderingsalmon (from a few days back) didn't get anywhere, but tonight it was OmnipotentSalmon, and that pulled up that community. (Actually, the first name now comes up, too. Hm.)
Haha, now I wonder who I was really talking to. Well, with smolder, anyway. We spoke. We were confused. Omni didn't say anything. Perhaps sie knew of the oddity and ignored it when "I" messaged hir. ... This is weird to think about.
Okay! Going Friends Only on AIM for a while. If you ever want me to message you (or you message me, or whatever), uh... let me know your screen name or something. Nah. I'll just cut my AIM name from the profile-slot LJ gives it.
We have had three cars since my grandmother died a few years back and we inherited hers! This turned out to be a good thing once my mother started working during tax season and my brother and/or I (depending on who is home when) started attending classes in town and/or working. We can all get to our destinations and back. Joy! Or something.
Today, my father came home from work a bit early! I was five minutes from walking out the door. He informed me that, while the light wasn't on yet, I'd probably have to fill the car up if I wanted to make it all the way into town and back again without walking halfway. Okay, whatever.
I take the car (I'm in the standard! This isn't really that important, aside from the simple fact that I don't really like driving it for a variety of reasons) to the station, fill it up, and start off again... but something is really, really wrong. I didn't notice immediately because I figured it was just because I was pushing the car a little hard for first gear. Shifted into second and then third shortly after getting back on the road and... yeah, no, that's not normal in the least. There was suddenly a strange... grinding noise, I want to call it. Sort of like something might be dragging. And steering was awkward.
Unfortunately, I'd just entered a half-mile stretch of nothingness (which isn't a huge distance, especially at 50mph, until you're afraid the car is about to explode all around you).
I took the distance at 30 (I dared not go slower, just in case someone came up behind me), talking to the car the whole way ("Just a little bit more, come on, you can do it! Yeah, just up this hill. There we go. Good car."), and pulled off as soon as I could, ran inside (another gas station. There are a lot of gas stations around here), and asked if they had a pay phone.
Yes! But, the guy warned, it probably would not work. Distress! Fortunately, it's a local call, so the guy at the counter let me use their phone. I called my father and asked him to please come rescue me with the van, because I kind of really needed to get to class.
He headed out, and I went out to look at the standard. The front right wheel was inexplicably flat.
There are more potholes (I mean, foot-deep potholes) than road through one stretch of road, which might have contributed, but we're not really sure what caused it.
Maybe Ninja Air-Let-Outers came up while I was feeding the car and let air out of it. Beats me.
Anyway, I was late to class, but only by a few minutes. Yay.
Today my left shoulder blade area is full of ache. I cannot figure out why, or even where the ache originates from. It's... very strange. I hope it is gone tomorrow.
My name at the Anonymous Meme is over here. Now you can ... leave me anonymous comments. Or something.
SPEED EDIT:
themissinghatSUDDENLY THE FISH THING MAKES SENSE. An earlier Google search for smolderingsalmon (from a few days back) didn't get anywhere, but tonight it was OmnipotentSalmon, and that pulled up that community. (Actually, the first name now comes up, too. Hm.)
Haha, now I wonder who I was really talking to. Well, with smolder, anyway. We spoke. We were confused. Omni didn't say anything. Perhaps sie knew of the oddity and ignored it when "I" messaged hir. ... This is weird to think about.
