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12.01.2004

There's got to be a mourning after...

For those of you who haven't heard, Treppy is no longer among us....

I was on the way to the Lexus dealership on Riverdale to go see Dan's Mom's new car. With Dan, in the car, illegally. And we approach the stop where you take a right to go to Kohls, and I was in the second or third in the right most lane to travel straight. I was approaching a red light, and there were two or three cars stopped in front of me.

And a white car comes on my left and travels past me. IT's a POS and I don't think anything of it. I hear a noise, which I dismissed as belonging to the white car. I double take on the noise, and I turn my radio down, and sure enough its the Intrepid.

At that time, it made this horrible noise three times, and died. Right there. In the middle of Route 5 traffic.

Instinctively, I try to restart the car, but to no avail. I put my hazard lights on, and try to wave the people behind me at the light, to go around. I call my grandmother and inform her of the situation. I told her to request and officer to sit behind me until a tow truck could get there.

I start calling my uncle, no answer. My father, no answer. My aunt, no answer. Oh well, I didn't need them anyways. I call the West Springfeild police station and request an officer, but they said that my grandmother had already called. So Dan and I sit in the midst of angry drivers.

Even though I had my hazards on, people still pulled up behind me trying to go straight and they would start honking when I didn't move. and I just looked at them with the 'what the fuck do you want me to do; you are the fucking idiot who pulled up behind the vehicle with the hazards on' look.

Somewhere in this mess, I got a call from Erik. He says when I answer the phone, "How's your car running?" I inquired as to how he knew and I learned that one of his friends drove by and recognized my car. (Who couldn't? Treppy was stunning.) I also learned today that Mrs. Stevens, the gym teacher, had driven by. Mrs. Martin drove by us and turned into the Riverdale Shops. (I bet she was going to the dollar store.) Dan also recognized someone else who drove by. Nobody stopped. Thanks, btw.

A cop finally arrived, and asked if I called AAA. After I replied, he remarked that I was wasting my time with them. At this point, I agreed. He also said that this is why he drove a toyota. How do I respond to that?

He sat there with me until the tow truck arrived and then departed. He had his lights on, but people were still honking. WTF, people. I hate you.

All during this, I have to admit, I was so thankful Dan was there to keep me calm. I probably would not have been nearly as focused if I were alone. Thanks, Dan. =]

The tow truck arrived and on the way home, echoed the sentiments of the police officer regarding Japanese cars. He was also fond of German cars, but was weary of the costs associated with such a fine vehicle.

I learned at lunch today that Treppy had passed away. I had figured it. My naturally negative outlook on life always prompts me to fear the worst. It was a solemn occasion, and I was notified via text message of mom, who so sincerely wrote: "about the car, can you hum taps?"

WTF, Mom...couldn't you have let me down a little softer than that?

With Treppy having passed away, I am forced to have to find another vehicle. I hate how it was taken just as I was starting to really really really like it. I miss it already.

It's semi-ironic how it was taken just as Dan's Mom's car came into being. Bizarre, huh?

In other news:
Job hunting sucks, as per usual.

Boyfriend hunting is going to resume soon. I don't want to be lonely for the holidays. (I know you still read this, and don't you dare feel superior. I wouldn't destroy my friends for myself. I'm not that selfish. )

NEW: Car hunting, will be starting soon.

A rather large, unclaimed deposit was made in my account. I don't know what happened, but I will sure as hell take it.

I guess I won't be needing a parking pass for this term.

That's all folks...TTFN

P.S. - For those of you who really want to know what happened; I've been told that a timing belt broke and was sucked into the engine. After being shredded, it clogged the fuel line, filled the piston cavities, and destroyed the engine completely.

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