I used to believe that February and November were bad months for me. All the the bad juju I had accumulated over the year is saved into about a month of really bad times. Granted it's not every November and February...sometimes it's one or the other, and sometimes neither. Generally though, those two were my personal shit months. I have recently come to understand that I was both right and wrong. I DO have two bad months a year, and it's true that all the bad juju happens all at once, but it's not any specific months. In the past two weeks my car has been broken into, the same cars' battery died while I was on my lunch break, both of my laptops crap out forcing me to buy a new one, I get yelled at by my landlord because we have a huge flea problem, my Xbox starts crashing the night before Halo 3 comes out, and it will take three to five weeks for Microsoft to get it back to me.
The car battery thing doesn't seem like such a bad thing until you hear the details. Initially I shrugged and said, cool...I'll just replace the battery. So I had my coworker drive me to AutoZone to get a new one. Of course I need tools because all mine are at home, so I get those too. I get back to my car to realize one of the battery connectors has totally and completely fused with the battery pole...to the point that the pole is getting twisted out of the battery and acid is leaking out. Four hours I spend trying to fix my car before I finally admit defeat. The next morning I had it towed to a shop where I payed even more money to have them replace the battery connectors.
The way I see it I have between two and three more weeks of escalating karmic backlash before things straighten out. Buh.
The car battery thing doesn't seem like such a bad thing until you hear the details. Initially I shrugged and said, cool...I'll just replace the battery. So I had my coworker drive me to AutoZone to get a new one. Of course I need tools because all mine are at home, so I get those too. I get back to my car to realize one of the battery connectors has totally and completely fused with the battery pole...to the point that the pole is getting twisted out of the battery and acid is leaking out. Four hours I spend trying to fix my car before I finally admit defeat. The next morning I had it towed to a shop where I payed even more money to have them replace the battery connectors.
The way I see it I have between two and three more weeks of escalating karmic backlash before things straighten out. Buh.
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zeal:
I can't freakin' wait! Really gonna miss my boy, like seriously, but it's gonna be fun!!!! I'm trusting you guys to help show me the ropes in houston. xoxox
smellslikescifi:
jesus, Amy, I told you that in the STRICTEST of confidences!!!!
