So, over the weekend the check engine light came on in my car. I panic a little. I agonize over the weekend. I know what happens next. The car does not start.
I dislike car shopping but it seems I cannot keep putting off the inevitable unless I want to pump even more money into this accident on wheels. Worried but hopeful, I trudge out to the car after my weekend and
I carefully drive to work, mindful of the light - I believe that keeping the a/c off will have some impact on the engine holding out. I'm a little more at ease. Today, a busy and tiring day, comes to an end and I drive home without incident.
Suddenly... it comes to me! The answer to the check engine light horror is within my grasp! Okay, well, not really, I just realized I needed gas. That's right, and I stopped and got that gas. Ah, look, a free Pirates of the Caribbean cup sign. Alas, no drinking from a vessel with Kiera Knightly on it for me. I'm not buying a donut and large coffee.
Whew. Tough job pumping that gas and stopped it exactly at $20. I'm obviously feeling a little lucky...
I start up the car (half thinking it won't start back up again, naturally).
Voila! The light goes out! I laugh and pump my fist at my triumph! I half wish it is not 2am and someone else were there to witness my triumph and trickery. I should be a mechanic.
It's like my mysterious headlight that works some days and chooses not to others. Now, any sane person would say, "Banshee, something is wrong with your car. There's a short somewhere." Yes! However, it's like the plague, it just keeps coming back - Oh yes, I've had it fixed before. Don't ask me how many times unless you have an hour free.
I mean, good God, how much money I could have saved had I known that all I needed to do was put gas in the car!
Yes, I'm being facetious here... But the light really did go out after I got gas. The rational side of me knows that there's something wrong and it's only a matter of time... But the irrational part of me feels a bit more safe knowing the check engine light is off again. Man, I'm easy.
Nevertheless, I will be purchasing a car this month. I know when to stop tempting fate.
But today was tiring, but fun - I did not get too much sleep due to getting 4 damn calls between 9:00 am and noon - Then up at 12:30 to meet Tom at the mall for Japanese buffet. A mall doesn't sound like the best place for a buffet, but man, this place is good. I ate till I could eat no more and they chased us out of the restaurant at the end of the lunch period.
My only amount of sadness came when I went for Masago and it was already gone and lunch was almost over. They did have some of the more spicy sushi I enjoy though. Man, I am really still full from the ordeal. I think I'll go back on Thursday. Whee!
I didn't go through the changing my license deal at the DMV, the line was too long and I can just do it via mail. My current license picture is pretty nice, I have to say. Of course, it was taken in 2001. Hah!
All of this reminds me also that I neglected to post anything about the two cases of pop in the trunk exploding on me last week. I wonder if I need to perform some purification ritual upon myself and the car before purchasing another.
How about this for a retro blast from the past. I love these old commercials. Can you just imagine what an unopened box of this would be worth now?
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