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shiiity day.
Fran: *whines patheticaly*
Loren: Hey ^^;
Fran: my car...
Fran: my poor poor car....
Loren: ...o.O What happened?
Fran: It took us...
Fran: 5 hours...
Fran: Just to get back to where we started from. ><
Loren: ....o_o;;;;;;;;
Fran: See...
Fran: we got like... 30 mile sout...
Fran: and the car died.
Loren: o_O oh dear...
Fran: So...
Fran: Mangage to get the car to limp another mile to a hotel and they call a tow truck.
Fran: so.. gety towed the last 2 mile.
Fran: Guy looks a the car.
Fran: He saz I got a tank or crappy gass.
Fran: He changes the gas filter and it's got water and other crap in it.
Loren: eghhhh...
Fran: runs it down some, puts in dry gass...
Fran: [we had JUST filled up too..[
Loren: ^^;
Fran: So.. he plays around some... tests it out.
Fran: And he thinks he's gotten it fixed.
Fran: We ask him if it would be safe to drive the 3 more hors to get to Juchan's parents. He says sure.
Fran: So..
Fran: we get in the car.
Fran: The mecanic says to top the tank with preimum, so we do.
Fran: Car's fine for like... 10 mile.
Fran: Then it starts sputtering again.
Loren: o.o;;;
Fran: and jerking and stalling and--- we're on the thruway.
Loren: o_o
Fran: so... I take the next exit off the truway. Car starts behaving some, so, I figure, hey, we're on Rt 9, it goes where we want it to, so we'll take it.
Fran: we get another 15 miles, sputter sputter sputter STALL.
Fran: So... I give it a rest, put in more dry gass, pump the gas some, it's filne.
Fran: Doot de doot, driving down rt 9.
Fran: Sputter spuuter jerk sputter jerk twich
Fran: Nothings helping.
Fran: So. I turn around and start heading back.
Fran: jerking and sputtering all the way.
Fran: Figure we can limp back to the mecanic
Loren: *nod* o.o;
Fran: We get past the exit we were pon and suddenrly cars fine.
Fran: So, figure, allright, we'll just head home then.
Fran: Car's fine, car's fine,
Fran: about... 25 miles from home.
Fran: Sputter
Fran: Twick
Fran: twich
Fran: Jerk
Fran: Jerk
Fran: Sputter
Fran: STALL.
Fran: Now I'm twiching as well.
Loren: ^^; I probably would be too...
Fran: Put the 4 ways on and after poking at the car some, get it working again.
Fran: 20 miles or so from home..
Fran: it starts getting worse.
Fran: It doesn't go over 30 MPH
Fran: It stalls on hills it's jerking so much I'm getting seasick.
Fran: Finaly, it just quits.
Fran: I can cost it better after a stall then when it's running.
Loren: ....dang. What an ordeal. o_o;
Fran: One of the time's it stalls, we're near a house, Juchan goes to see if anyone's home.
Fran: None is.
Fran: so... we limp the car down some more.
Fran: Soooo many angry people behind us now that there's barely any shoulder...
Loren: ^^;
Fran: Finaly... reach another house.
Fran: People are HOME!
Loren: Yay. XD;
Fran: I've had to pee badly for about a half hour now.
Fran: The people there start callign towing places.
Fran: Nones there.
Fran: Hands in my pocket find the business card of the place that changed my oil this morning. It says 24 hour towing. Yeay!
Fran: So. We have the nice peopel call.
Fran: [these same nicepeopel don't want to let me use their bathroom, but that's okay.]
Loren: ((....^^;-)
Fran: Towing people say they can get someone. Yeay!
Fran: it'll be an hour.
Fran: I can deal with that.
Fran: WE go back to the car.
Fran: It's cold.
Fran: it's drizzling.
Loren: o_o;
Fran: I'm still twiching.
Fran: Finaly.. past dust, Tow truck arives!
Fran: Towed the last 17 miles to home.
Fran: The nice towing man even wheeled my car into my parking space.
Fran: 65 bucks for the towing.
Loren: n.n;
Fran: But YEAY HOMEness!
Loren: Hehe, indeed.
*pats* Poor Fran and Judy-san... o_O
Fran: We call the Judy parents. The Judy parents are all 'Yeay, you're safe."
Fran: We call the Fran parents.
Fran: The Fran parents are all 'What do you mean you're not coming?'
Loren: ....o_o;;;;
Fran: I explaine car trouble to the Fran parents.
Fran: Fran's dad: Take the train!
Fran: Train's all booked. No can do.
Fran: Fran's dad: Rent a car!
Fran: Me: ....
Loren: *facepalms*
Fran: My nerves are shot.
Fran: I'm twiching more then Malik in the posessed Jounouchi duel and YBakura when he's loosing combined.
Fran: I'mtalking all funny and such too.
Loren: n.n;;;
Fran: I'm thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis close to telling my parents to fuck off.
Fran: Dad wants me to call the local Honda dealershop tomorrow in the morning and get them to come fix the car.
Fran: Mom still expects us to be at the wedding.
Loren: .... o_o; Good GRIEF.
Fran: I am NOT driving ANYWERE.
Fran: This has been a very BAD day for the Fran.
Fran: there has been oooooooooooone highlight.
Fran: Great Grandma's letter
Loren: *hugs*
'msorry. :/
Fran: *hugs back*
Fran: I'm going to have some icecream now... maybe a klondice bar... mmm.....
Fran: I'm probally gonna to paste this all in LJ too.
Loren: ah. n.n
Fran: My poor car has food poisening...
Fran: an; I don' wanna hear my dad talkign abymore.
Fran: oh yeah! and the black out today was fun too! *laighs*
Fran: Shittiest. Day. EVER.
Loren: ^^;;; I must fervently agree. A day this shitty really should've happened to George Bush, not you. XP *pats*
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Damn, but that is a lot of twitching. (*snugs*)
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Buh. Fnarr. Hope things get of the better soon.