The love of my life just died today. Lucy, my d.d. 7, blew her coolant seals. I am so depressed, this car was my baby. Anyone who knows me knows that I am in love with this car. I am devestated that she is dead. I am stuck at school now with no car, no way to get around, no way to get to work or run errands and worse, no way to get home. I am not allowed to work on her either because my apartment lease won't allow you to work on cars. I am screwed. Not to mention that in less than 10 hours I am flying to Orlando to see my grandfather who is dying in the hospital. Ah yes, this has been a terrific day. BTW, so does anyone have a running 12a engine lying around that they want to give me out of the goodness of their heart?



--Lauren

 

I was gona say something funny till I read the grandfather dying part.

 

how can you be insensitive when a 7 just died?



--Lauren

 

**** the car, your grandad is dying. Oh wait, is there going to be any kind of inheritence?

 

Who the **** cares about a car when your grandfather is dying? Get your ******* priorities straight.

 

Inheritance is the last thing on my mind.

 

Exactly.

 

My priorities are straight. I'm terrified of seeing him tomorrow, completely helpless, hooked up to machines and not being able to do anything to save him. He's been like a father to me, and I guess I'm trying not to think about the inevitable.



--Lauren

 

As much as I should be in bed sleeping, I can't sit still, my nerves are through the roof even after a few drinks. ugh.



--Lauren

 

Keep your chin up, kiddo. And don't worry about the car right now.