Floating Leaf

Today I spent half the afternoon at a service station, waiting to have my car fixed... again. I just received the vehicle emission test notice, and since the darned "check engine" light was on (it's always on in my car, for one reason or another... lol), I figured I'd better get it checked out. And of course there was something leaking (don't ask me what, I'm losing track of the endless list of repairs on this old piece of junk anyway). The part in question cost only about 13 bucks... but I paid over $200 for labor (would have paid about $600 if I let them do everything they "recommended"; but I said to just fix whatever makes the stupid light go on, so I can pass the bloody test... and I'll worry about the rest later ;P). Oh well... I guess that's nothing compared to all the other stuff I'd had to fix since last winter. First there was the entire exhaust system, which I had almost literally dragging against the ground while I drove... then there were the brakes (squeaking and grinding as all hell before I even noticed there was anything wrong with them... lol), then the catalytic converter... whatever that is.;P Not counting some other minor things. I'm not even sure I want to check the invoices and add it all up, but it's probably more than the whole car cost in the first place (I bought it used; or, to be precise, my mother bought it for me when I moved to the States). I wonder, how many more parts are there that can possibly go out of order before I am finally able to get a new one?... Somehow I don't think they offer car loans to unemployed people with no credit... *sigh*

In other exciting news, I am PMS-ing like crazy. My whole body feels tense and jittery, my boobs hurt, I wake up three times a night from strange, disturbing dreams... just icky. I used to think it was going to become more bearable as I get older, but no. It's actually getting worse. Or at least more unpredictable. I used to know exactly how I was going to feel on the first or second day of my period, or the 2-3 days before it... but now I can feel like it's already started for an entire week before it actually starts, or not even realize it has started and be glad it's being so mild... only to begin feeling like complete and utter shit on the third day. Weird. Just weird. And annoying as all hell. Fuck.

Anyway. /pointless post. Sorry. I really wish I had more interesting things to say. I'd better just go and try to get some sleep...