A dog can only be kicked when it down so many times...

...before it stops fighting.



Currently:

Feeling: drained and strung out

Listening: the swirling of the pedicure throne in the other room

Tasting: buttery pop corn and Sprite

Located: work(what a surprise)



When it rains it fucking pours.



I planned on having my ex fix the tensioner in my van last night. I pick him up to go to Auto Zone to get the part. We stop off at the ATM so I can take cash out so we can buy some booze after. My plan was to use the cash for the alcohol and my card for the part. We get to Auto Zone and I can't find my card. I tear my purse and my car apart trying to find it. I go back to the bank looking all over the place and still cant find it. I am freaking the hell out at this point. We go back and use the cash to get the part. At this point my ex is trying to passively change my mind saying i can wait another day. I will not have any of this and tell him I'm sick of the squealing I want it to stop. We buy the part and go back to his house to fix it. I go inside to chill out with his mom and try to get a hold of the bank to put a stop on my card. His friend comes in and says he didn't need to replace the tensioner just needed to loosen the belt. We rush back to the store to return the part and get my money back.



While we are driving the coolant light turns on and the temperature gage is reading hot. We blast the heat to try and cool the engine. We return the part and go back to his house to put water in the radiator(or whatever it is). I am absolutely livid. From my point of view it seems like everything is fucking up since he messed with the part. I try to drive home and the steering wheel is almost rock solid. Barely moving. The van dies twice on the way home and a third and final time in front of my house. Turns out the dip shit loosened the belt to much and it came off the tensioner. This is kind of a big deal considering it...oh i don't know RUNS THE WHOLE ENGINE!!!



This morning was another fun adventure bringing me closer to my inevitable nervous break down. I realize I cant find my key to get into work. Now I'm panicing because I think I left it in my car door last night when i went to get my stuff out(its on the same ring as my car key). My boss would kill me