One Day Weekend

Well, maybe 1.5. I had Friday off and worked Saturday. So add in Sunday and I'll give it a 1.5 day total. Friday I began the process of the unthinkable, had a pseudo-job interview (just per diem) and consoled a broke friend, or those were the highlights anyway. The interview went well, I should be on the schedule at the downtown FMC by the end of the week I think. I have another for the north SR one and the Ukiah one on Wednesday with the awful Christina. EGADS! I can't wait to meet her, after what I've heard. It should be entertaining. *sings*blue his house with a blue little window and a blue corvette and everything is blue for him... Okay, sorry. So I have two reasons for acquiring a second and likely third job. What I'm doing is just not catching me up. At all. I try and try but to no avail. And overtime at Satellite is eaten up by lazy government officials. *sigh* So the second reason is an old one. Candy, my '92 Civic, is getting to be one problem after another. I could borrow a bunch of money, get her fixed, and wait for it to happen again. And again. Or I could pump my money into something with a warrantee. And so hence the stunning silver 2005 Civic coupe in my new driveway. His name is Victor. Or Vincent, something V, though. I think Victor. It came to me as all car names do, one hand on the dash.... Anywho, I got an offer for financing and told myself I couldn't do it. And then I drove to work in my falling apart Candy a few times. Friday I went in to Manly and got approved. The guy wanted me to sign then and there, and after the day long experience yesterday I wish I had. But I didn't want it to be totally impulsive so I went home, polled public opinion on what I should do (otherwise known as Marie, Craig, Jason, and of course my parents). I decided to go for it, but on Saturday the computers were down until after I went to work. So yesterday I went down and was told to expect maybe an hour to finish said deal. I'd like to see a source on that figure. I was there for nearly four hours. Mmmhmm. 4. Heehaw. It was lame-o. I developed a headache and a bad case of car-buying fatigue. Really, it's silly. All I did was sit around waiting for the people to handle their business and haggling them a bit, and I was just exhausted after!

Okay, I'm finishing this post after work and after I just hit a fucking cat. God...how awwwful. I don't want to do anything but cry and self-medicate but the end of this blog is basically this....I have a beautiful shiny brand new car. Which probably has cat blood on it now. *cries some more*