Okay, there's a lot been going on and I think it would behoove me to employ a couple of LJ cuts.  The first is a roommate/personal life rant, so you can skip that if you like.  The second a "Heroes" ramble (spoilers up to ep. 16 "Unexpected").

Wow, that's a long post (thank heaven for LJ cut).  That's what happens when the good, the bad and the ugly hit you all at the same time.  I guess I'll be fine.
An update on my car (my stories just never end):

I left work about 3:00 yesterday.  I got out of the city okay and was about ten minutes away from my freeway exit when the fan belt broke and the engine overheated.  I pulled off to the right of the road and called my dad, who said he could be there in fifteen minutes.  I was perfectly calm this whole time (which is a first for me - I would normally have been panicked and freaked out the moment the temperature gauge spiked to "H").

My dad pulled up and told me he was going to follow me the rest of the way and that's when I freaked out.  He was in his truck and I had my hands-free cell phone on and he started talking me through it.  The problem is that my steering wheel was sticking, so I couldn't turn back onto the road.  And I was panicked because I thought my car would overheat and blow up or something (and I had sat in the 100 degree August heat and at the start of rush hour).  So, my dad and I switched - he drove my Explorer and I drove his truck.  I followed my dad about 500 feet when he signaled and turned off the road.  The engine started overheating again and we had to leave my car there, go to town and call a towing company to come get it.

My next problem was getting back to Salt Lake for work this morning.  I ended up taking the old 1993 Buick LeSabre (I call her Dory - she's kind of an old "grandma" car) that I used to drive in college that just sits in the driveway now (well, it goes around town sometimes, but not too far).  I was a little nervous about that because the last time I drove Dory, the engine started smoking.  That was almost two years ago, but still --

Long story short, Dory got me home okay and I'm getting my Explorer back either today or tomorrow.  And I probably should have just gone to a Ford dealer here in Salt Lake instead of risking a 30-mile trip.

The funny part is that, while Dory is reliable at getting me around, she needs some substantial body work  done (she even has a couple of rusty "racing stripes" on the top).  There are a lot of spots where the paint has been worn away and things like that.  So, she's sitting in the parking lot with all these gleaming Civics and Malibus and what-have-you and she looks a little woebegone (I swear I heard a Prius snickering at me this morning).

Whatever.  Dory runs, she works and I'm only going to have her for a few days.  It's better than riding a bike.  At least my parents had something I could use.  I'm not complaining.

PS, Though my day was miserable, I did get some good news.  My dad had a copy of the newspaper in his truck yesterday and I read the opinion page while he stopped at the bank.  Much to my pleasant surprise, a letter to the editor that I wrote a few days ago was printed!  With my name!  With what I wrote!  There was actually more to it, but it's a newspaper and they can't print everything, so they had to condense something (I know how that goes).  It's about some realigning going on with high school regions and which schools play who in sports and things.  It's always been controversial and I have strong opinions about it.  But it was cool to see my name in print when I didn't even expect it to be there (they must not have had very many LTEs yesterday or something).
It's time for another installment of "Good News, Bad News."

First, the Good News: My dad came and looked at my car and pronounced it can be fixed.  The belt and the alternator need attention/to be replaced.

The Bad News: I have to drive 30 minutes to the mechanic's on the freeway.  The belt could go out on me at any time.

The Good News: Dad's a phone call and less than 30 minutes away if I have any problems and can get off the freeway safely.

The Bad News: The last half of the freeway I have to travel has very few freeway exits.  The best I can do there is get off to the right shoulder.

The Good News: Dad's a lot closer if I get problems on that stretch of freeway and I'll be easier to get to.

The Bad News: My car may need to stay overnight and I have work in the morning.

The Good News: At least I have a car.  And it can be fixed.

Just trying to keep things in perspective.
I have that scene in my head for some bizarre reason, so I thought it would make a nice random subject line ^_^

So has anyone seen those "Fanart:100" projects?  I think they're pretty fun (and if I could draw, I would do it too).  My point in bringing it up is that I was listening to the radio while I was looking at [personal profile] makani's Fanart:100 project and I got this strange idea: What if I made a list of 100 of my favorite songs (I hope I have that many) and wrote a drabble (using my original characters) using that song as a theme for the scene (and actually use the title of the song in the scene - I haven't decided)?

I think I'm going to do it (adding to my ever-growing list of self-inflicted projects -_-' -- but this one's actually me being creative and doing my own thing!)  It's going to take me awhile, though.

What do I call this? Songfic:100?  Eh, it works.  And if you want to try it, go for it.  I'd love to see what you all come up with!

Car update: I called my dad and told him what was going on.  He's got a meeting in Salt Lake today and said he'd swing by and take a look at my car during lunch.  This morning, my car was doing the exact same thing it did yesterday, plus the battery light came on and the steering wheel was a little stiff starting out (I had the battery replaced about a year ago - how long are car batteries supposed to last?) ...ugh... if I didn't love driving myself everywhere I need to go... but the only other option is public transport, which is the spawn of Satan and should be avoided as much as humanly possible (unless you're trudging up Old Main Hill on 8th East in Logan; there is zero parking on USU's campus - probably on any college campus -  anyway).

Car Woes

Aug. 15th, 2007 06:45 pm
I have a kick-ass car - 1998 red Ford Explorer.  I bought it heavily used, but it's been great to get me from Point A to Point B in X-amount of time without any terrible-terrible problems.  I've had it almost a year and a half.  And the stereo/six-disc CD player is win.  I love that bad boy.

Until today when I get in to go to the grocery store and it squeaks when I start, it squeaks when I accelerate, it squeaks very badly when I turn the AC on and I DON'T LIKE IT!!!!!!!!!

It's kind of a revolving squeak - a continuous squeak that sounds like something is spinning against something else (like perpetual nails on a chalkboard, but worse because it's coming from the vehicle you're driving at 40 miles an hour).

It has to be something to do with the fuel system because it only squeaks when I press the gas pedal.  It slows down when I hit the brake.  And when I accelerate with the AC on... it sounds like I should be able to look out my rear-view mirror and see some rather important engine component bouncing on the pavement behind me.  And I'm sure that whatever repairs are required will deplete the money that I've been hoarding away in savings T_T

The worst part is that it started squeaking ever-so-slightly the last time I saw my dad and brother (my resident how-does-this-thing-work experts) and they couldn't hear it.  They'll hear it now.




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