Days Off
For once I had a decent weekend. I took Friday, Monday, and Tuesday off from work to give myself a break before a new era of stupidity begins. I just couldn’t fucking take it anymore. My head hurts just THINKING about it.
Tori came down for half the weekend, which was nice. She, Chris, and I went to this club in Stamford, which had more Gotti lookin’ folk than I’ve ever seen. It was quite hilarious. It was an ok place. People made it out to be something it’s not—this grandiose club. I walked up in there and was like “ok, where are the other rooms?” Whatever.
Tomorrow is my last day off. Fuck. Hey! I got my car back today. After about 3 weeks of being in the shop, Honda New Rochelle told me that they put $4,000 of work into the engine—unbelievable. I only had to pay for the spark plugs, thank God. I’ll let you know later on this week how the car is running—to early to tell.
I was supposed to go to Tori’s house this coming weekend, but I don’t think I’m going to. I don’t trust my car enough yet to drive that far. Unfortunately, I don’t know and neither did Honda New Rochelle know how many miles this new engine has. That kind of makes me nervous.
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