Cars suck butt.

Today I had to get up at the ass crack of dawn to take my car in to the doctor. Apparently, the passenger side tie rod was screwed up. Which makes, like, pretty much no sense, since I just replaced that particular tie rod about a year ago. Long story short, dumping a ton of money on your car is always a good time. I was so angry this morning, I was slamming things around, and cussing, and of course everything that happened was pretty much an affront to my entire existence. Luckily, my little sister let me bitch...and bitch.....and bitch. Then she took me out to lunch. I thought of putting a sign around my neck that said "I'm in a bad mood....tread lightly" but then my sister suggested that she just order for me so I didn't have to actually talk to anybody. It worked, I did not yell at any dumbasses all day long.