Locked in the trunk of my car, again.

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Thursday, November 24, 2005

Another day, another flat tire.

Can you believe this bullshit? I know i can't. That's two flat tires in about a month. Not the same tire. Shit shit shit, i'm so freaking annoyed right now i could smack someone. I should be smacking myself for ever agreeing to purchase the shit-mobile. Goddamn it i'm retarded. I can't fucking stand myself and my retardedness right now. How could I have allowed myself to get stuck in a 5 year commitment for that crap ass piece of shit i call a vehical. shit shit shit. Yes folks that's 260$ a month for the last FIVE YEARS. Plus 2000$ last year for necessary repairs. Plus at least 600$ in tires. I can't believe this shit. That's roughly 18,200.00$ for a 1998 Dodge Neon. I googled that shit and today that car is worth maybe 3000.00$, maybe.

1 Comments:

Blogger Annie said...

No deal, i mean you can have the car for the empties but the Peoples of the Republic of Dodge stay with me. They've made me Empress and i like the attention.

Friday, November 25, 2005 9:21:00 AM  

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