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This is a f*ckin rant. And for those few of you that wonder why I have a life, be greatful. Sh!t keeps happening to me in this 'life' and I'm able to supply you with such rants. Did you think I was kidding when I said 'I have a life, it just sucks'?

For the past few weeks my freedom has been taken. Freedom meaning my car. The battery died and I had no way of transportation. Therefore, I was stuck at home listening to Mary Ellen and her brother b!tch and moan about sh!t they had no control over. Add to that the fact that I couldn't escape...you get the picture.

Well recently my dad bought me a new battery. It worked fine...for like two hours. So we charged it and today (Tuesday) was the first time I really drove it since. The battery light did not come on so I thought it was all good. I had to get the tags for my car, which got me pulled over last month because they expired. So I get there just fine...it's when Loki and I left that the trouble started. I get a block from the f*ckin DMV, and my radio goes off. Loki is like 'your battery dude'. So, we think we have enough juice to get back to Stockton at least. No, not at all. My battery dies on the effin freeway...two lanes people. Bad times.

So we sit there for maybe an hour. I had already called my dad (who is a champ by the way) and he shows up. Thank God his car battery is in his trunk. So he charges me and we make it to the nearest freeway exit, when the friggin thing dies again. People are sooooooo smart that when they see my hood and my dad's hood up, they get right behind me like we're gonna make the light. No dumass, we're not. So we signal for people to go around. I get charged and we make it to the turning lane to get the a Pep boys autoshop. I break down at the light in the left turning lane. Fan f*ckin tastic. Once again the f*ck tards get behind me and think we're gonna make the light. :roll: By the way, I love it when people stare. Seriously, I started yelling at people to 'have a blessed day'.

Eventually we charge up enough to get to the autoshop. Its almost $400 to fix the alternater, which charges the battery as I drive it. So we do that, dad pays half, mum pays the other. They say it will take 3 hours to do this. So dad, being the champion that he is, takes me and Loki to see Dark Knight. (which was TEH SH!T) So we get back to the autoshop. Everything is working great right? No. I get barely a block away, when THE F*CKIN THING DIES ON ME AGAIN!!! I call father figure and he shows up at the gas station I pulled into before the car went out completely. He calls the autoshop, they send someone with a portable battery charger and he makes it back to the shop. They charge the battery for a half hour.

It worked fine after that.

But I'm not f*ckin done. I get back home, Loki still with me. We hang out for a bit...and then he gets a call from his cousin to come over. I take him over and hang out for a bit. I have to pick up my uncle from his job so I start my car, and pull out of the apartment complex. My airbag light comes on. Followed by my battery and brake light. I throw the car in reverse and park in a parking spot. The damn battery, you guessed it, DIED!!!

So, now I'm home (because Loki borrowed his aunt's car) I have no car. I have no ride to court tomorrow and (cherry on the f*ckin pie) I have NO idea where the courthouse in Lodi is. Did I mention Lodi was racist? Oh I didn't? Oh...well it's racist. They still burn crosses out there (KKK activity) And...well, you guys know what I look like. BAD F*CKIN TIMES!!

However, today would have been a whole lot worse if:
a. Loki wasn't with me
b. My dad wasn't as awesome as he is
c. and if I would have broken down on my way to get my uncle at midnight...when father lives almost an hour from me.

*sigh* I really want a drink right now, but I'm trying to make some personal changes. BUT I REALLY WANT A SHOT RIGHT NOW!!!

Me and my dad had a moment by the way. We talked about him and his role as a father and not a sperm donor. He takes his job as dad seriously, and he'll never know how much that means to me. Not just because I consider him my kinght in shining armor, but because he loves his kids through all our messes and our flaws. That man deserves so much more than what any human can EVER give him. I thank God for my father. Yes I am tearing up right now.

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