got wheels?
You know that saying, ‘you never know what you’ve got until its gone’?
So very true.
I dropped my car off at the shop last Thursday to get a brand new bumper and an interior fix, along with a million other little things. A few weeks ago I was at a friends birthday party that had to be held at the tiny house at the very top of the Hollywood Hills, and as I was trying to leave the party early and unnoticed I yanked my bumper off in the driveway. Of course people saw. My bestfriend jumped out of the car to try and clip it back in but we were all laughing hysterically, it was obvious this dumb blonde just fucked up. Typical me.
Since I came home on Sunday I’ve pretty much been hanging around my house. And I’m about to loose my mind. I miss my car. Luckily my neighborhood is cool enough for me to walk conveniently to everything like the gym. But being without a car makes me feel like I’m being punished from the rest of the world! How I miss everyone on the other side of the hill… The body shop promised me my baby will be ready tomorrow afternoon. Lets only hope…this is fucking up my weekend. Why do I always get the go-around when it comes to my car? Sales men to auto-mechanics are always trying to fuck me over! If you’re gunna fuck me then fuck me HARD! Don’t tease me… Ha ha, yes I know what you’re thinking you bunch of perverts. Trust me, if I ever stumbled across a sexy auto-machenic, I would totally throw myself on him just for that one opportunity I can fuck him in the garage AND get my car fixed for free. I’d let him have anything he wanted if he even re-painted it for me (gray of course). But i’ve been going to these guys for a few years now and they are not…hot…but they are hairy! Maybe instead of researching the best body shops I should be researching the sexiest premier auto-machenic.
Next time I fuck up my car i’ll do that in stead…
xoxo LB