My Car Is Dead

As if I don't need more to go wrong in my life. Bernie the Beretta is trying to breathe her last. She started leaking anti-freeze Friday night, which is not a good thing. A head gasket is hardly worth the cost of the repair on this 18 year old clunker.

That said, I do not have the money for a down payment on a new car and 2000 is going to get much of a car.

I'm really sick of everything going wrong.

I've got a followup mammogram to schedule in the next few weeks along with more female problems.

I'm scared to death and the one person I felt I could talk to is on vacation for the week.

Seriously I don't need anymore bad shit in my life.