Do I still love my Volvo?
Let's just say that I am paying for my sins of engaging the Turbo. I should stick to playing Burnout and the like. Like a good squirrel, I have been socking away nuts for winter. I know that business will slow down (not a lot of call for T-Shirts in February, ya know...) and things will get lean. So, hence, squirrel-like activities.
A sequence of exploding, fizzing things starting with a radiator cap, then the heater core, then the radiator, and finally the head gasket has, well, impacted me in the general area of nut storage.
With hard work, I can get back up to zero in a few months.
Sigh.


1 Comments:
The inevitable death of the red chariot was a long time coming, but not completely unforseen. It's depressing that it had to come at a time like this, especially at the advent of the slow months, but such is life. the shit always hits the fan when you least expect it, and always hits below the belt.
in more pleasant news I have a copy of the 'Suicide girls' DVD, and it's fucking -HOT-. I'll see if I can be proactive and rip a copy of it for you when I send musical goodness your way.
this is alyssa by the way. I'm in class and fuckin bored. ugh.
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