Yep, it's my last chance. To post in October. Remember back at the beginning of the month, where I told tales of October, and all it's temperature-fluctuational glory? Well, once again, this month has proved herself irritating and irrational. Two days ago, I was driving around in my car with the top down. The car's top.
Today, it's frickin 40 degrees out. It's a bit overboard, don't you think? I mean, what ever happened to the days where Fall was the season where it stopped being hot and slowly became cold? I mean, now it's like...there's a hot, perfect, and frickin cold button, and no way to find anything in between. You'd think that the proverbial 'they' would have figured this out by now.
Also, my car blew up again yesterday. Whoever decided to use plastic for the thermostat housing on the 2nd generation RX-7's was a flippin RETARD. I mean, come on man. It's a very hot, high-pressure piece of the car, and you want to use plastic? What an idiot. I've now blown up TWO of these things in a month. Plus, I cant tell you the mental torture it is to ride with towtruck drivers. Cree-eepy. I mean, the whole time, I'm just expecting them to either just drive out of the city and keep going...making me very uncomfortable, or I expect them to just start screaming and swerve the towtruck into a nearby lake.
Ok, it's time to work now. You all have fine days.
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