So I went to pick my car up from the shop this evening. Drove home with Mom's car, picked up dad so he could take Mom's car back, drove back down to Tempe to find my car in the body shop parking lot.
It wouldn't start.
Tried to jump it, wouldn't start.
Drove Dad back home and came back here.
At least I got to see Ziggy for a bit. And my official ACS membership card had come in the mail. Now I can flash it and hope it impresses people. Gyakuten Saiban III is still MIA, though.
I really need to clean the kitchen. The trash is piling up, and it's starting to smell rank. Granted, there are days I'm convinced I'm the only one who takes the trash out ever, and most of the food is my roommate's, but I just want it clean.
After South Park.
It wouldn't start.
Tried to jump it, wouldn't start.
Drove Dad back home and came back here.
At least I got to see Ziggy for a bit. And my official ACS membership card had come in the mail. Now I can flash it and hope it impresses people. Gyakuten Saiban III is still MIA, though.
I really need to clean the kitchen. The trash is piling up, and it's starting to smell rank. Granted, there are days I'm convinced I'm the only one who takes the trash out ever, and most of the food is my roommate's, but I just want it clean.
After South Park.