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Jan. 13th, 2004 06:13 pm
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the universe is out to get me - so much so, i'm almost afraid to think.
after i told [livejournal.com profile] autumnsshadow how much i'm attached to the showerhead, it acts up - but only for me. [livejournal.com profile] gaelen said it worked fine when he came home yesterday.

earlier in the week, i was thinking about how i haven't had to put unscheduled money into the car, and now, something is wrong. and there's some debate as to what it is.
yesterday when returning from lunch, i noticed a small (3-5 tablespoons) puddle under the driver's side rear seat (on the ground). i didn't see any dripping, so i wrote it off as someone else's puddle.
this morning, the snow underneath/around my rear door was pink - i have no clue how much dripped out, because it was dripping onto snow and melting.
in the time between 2:30 and 4:30 today, there was enough leaked that the already-wet ground was wet with pink stuff, but you had to look for it to notice it.
at lunch, i took my car to sears to get my oil changed and asked them to look at my brake fluid - and they said it was low, but didn't notice a leak.
the two running theories is that its either brake fluid (but [livejournal.com profile] gaelen doesn't think i could've lost as much as i have and not be brushing into dangerously low levels) or transmission fluid somehow making its way to the rear half of the car before dripping down.
in either case, it fucking sucks. (and the car is going into a shop tomorrow morning)

now, i'm feeling all kinds of sketched out by the idea of driving to my evening plans and will most likely cancel them.
i'll also need to work from home, which means i won't be able to give [livejournal.com profile] owen a lift into work.
moreover, i have very negative associations with mechanics. i've never taken a car into a shop on my own and not been ripped off; the deaths of both of my previous cars easily be traced back to mechanics not communicating with me. after the last of it, i take my car to my stepdad's cousin whenever humanly possible; i get him to look over it and do a tune up once a year in hopes of preventing things happening that'd need immediate attention. and when it does need immediate action, i need a male to play owner for my car, which leaves me dependent on someone else for something that i'm exceedingly attached to - which makes me even more neurotic then i already am.

so, now i'm trying to calm down enough to decide on what to eat....

Hey

Date: 2004-01-14 03:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wench33.livejournal.com
My friend Steve owns the Meineke in Brighton right past Skaven's place, take it to him and tell him you know me :) I give lot's of people recommendations to go see him and no-one has complained yet !

Kate

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