OK it started out with letting my mechanic at work fix my breaks and rotors the cam? (not car smart here) froze up and i drug a tire all the way home well. got to hot cracked brand new rotors took to my normal mechanic and 600 later all fixed Now i need freaking tires (someone is a speed demon) another 300 i learned walmart likes to bend you over in a not so good way the snow storm hit and you all know that bs. enter yesterday. wake up car wont start battery is toast. Enter the normal screaming match with Craig cause you know how men blame anything on ladies get to work late. On bus and get hit by a truck the guy did good and hit my window i fly across bus hit head mess up my back yeah i am having a great week!! Craig comes home new battery car wont start he gets it going well kinda now it wont get out of its own way. I drive it today well try to get the kids to school and to work i go. It stalls out, so i call my mechanic and run it next door it dies again. I throw the keys at him and later he calls. Hey your head is blown , only good news he gives me is he will sell me his blazer for 4000.00 if i had it dam i would put a bomb in Craig's car and send it to the moon! So grandma always says it happens in 3's but I am talented enough to keep on going. So i am sitting here holding a box of shells and wondering what i can shoot. I am getting SO drunk tonight. Do you guys ever have days like this? or am I just this dam lucky I am begging Craig to call for this K5 down the road I need something i can hit when i am mad plus nothing beats being topless in the summer. mad lady vent over who's getting drunk with me tonight ?