curses!
Sorry for the delay in daily divulgence. The new job is keeping me on my toes and out of trouble... just like a job should, right?!

Sadly, there seems to be a car curse hovering over me and seeping into the lives of those around me. Starting with the failed attempt to break into my car (resulting in the successful attempt to break my lock), and rolling along to Amy's clutch going out, following with Eric's alternator and radio fiascos. I think my car was having sympathy pains with Amy's and Eric's because it decided to light up it's "Check Engine" light yesterday for no reason (that I can tell) whatsoever. Despite my dad's remedy of click and re-click and then click again the gas cap, the cursed little light still blazes at me with imposing mockery. I already have it on my agenda to get a check up tomorrow (ugh, that was a fun one to coordinate), and the car is running fine, but I ain't no mechanic and would rather not end up in a fiery blazing ball down the 805. Let's just hope that it's my car's way of saying "pamper me!"