Saturday, September 29, 2012

You know, the worst thing about my fucking power window going to shit is facing my parents' reaction to seeing it.  My Father has begun raking the leaves in the front yard (even though most of the leaves have not fallen off the trees yet) and I've been working the last six days so I just want to rest on the Western Sabbath.  But I know he will look over at the tape around my rear passenger window, come in, ask me what the hell is going on, make that disgusted face, and think I'm inferior for driving around with my broke-down car.  But what the fuck can I do, at least until next weekend?  Whatever.

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