January 14, 2002
Luck is on my side...
...today, and only today.
I called the Midas people this morning about the car. The guy, Scott, said that it definitely was the wheel bearings and that the car could be ready this afternoon, and all for a whopping cost of about $300. Woo fucking hoo like you wouldn't believe. He replaced both wheel bearings in both wheels—apparently, there are two in each wheel, an inny and an outty. What the fuck ever, don't lecture me on the mechanics. Just let me go and get my car...tomorrow.
So I'm "at work," finishing up some template crap. And tomorrow morning or so, RJ will drive me up to Novato to pick up the lovely. I just hope it works.
When I called Scott, he either could tell that I was a stressy queen, or else he—and the rest of Northern California—was just smoking some serious weed. He's all, "don't worry, dude, we'll take care of it." I got the impression that I was too wired for him, or something, like people out of even the suburbs of the central Bay Area are so laid back that they can't be bothered by anything like a broken car. "So it's broken, we'll fix it, don't worry about it." OK, dude I'll take your advice. I don't know, Scott sounds kinda cute, and he has that little lisp to his voice that indicates potential. Whatever, I am so not looking for a man. OK?
RJ is peering over my shoulder so I must go now.
That's all.
