What's Bugging You Today? Volume 3, Part 1

Your dad is flexible!

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Originally Posted by Fe 26

Then he'll just pout and remind me about it for the next three weeks when I do feel better. Stupid shit like "sure looks like you feel better now" or "shame you didn't feel this good three weeks ago when we needed help" every time I do anything fun later in the week when I feel better.

He can be a silly douche these days. The root of this is that I am the "mighty helper son" and he now only gets to see me 4 times a year so now that I'm off we "must" work together. Getting old blah blah blah, empty nest, blah blah blah loving son but won't say it, blah blah blah

I'm just going to tell him that I won't get up on the ladder, and point out that my sister hit a deer yesterday because I could barely see to tell her about it. Maybe he'll pull his head out of his ass.

He'll either get upset and be douche christmas dad or not. whatever.

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Sounds like you should grow some balls and tell him you don't feel up to it.

I'll help.


FUCK OFF DAD.

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Originally Posted by Brisco Bold

For real. Two-thousand and nine can fuck right off. It's the worst I've had in a while. I'm just thinking of it as a rebuilding year.

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Turns out my car is fucked and I actually can't afford to repair it. Great. Couldn't 2009 give me a few more days?

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Originally Posted by Fe 26

So I went to the dentist yesterday. My wisdom teeth need to come out but they are infected so I need to go on a round of antibiotics. Bastards are causing me major pain. Like someone ht me in the side of the head with a golf club.

I wake up this morning and the bastarders are on fire. and the pain is going up from my jaw, to my ear and then up to my forehead and around my skull.

My dad knows this but wants me to get up and get ready to go over to his new clinic to help put up new walls. I don't really want to do this because a) the pain killers are going to make me loopy and b) my dad and my sister's boyfriend are going to do most of the work, and not ask me to do much because they are bad at resource management, so I'm going to be standing around with my thumb up my ass when I should be in bed letting the antibiotics kill the nasty evil things in my jaw.

But I won't get what I need or want today. Because I live in the south and I have a cock. My labor by default is better than my two able body sisters (who will be delivering fruit baskets today). So even though the drugs blow me out of my mind to the point that I can't even read or hold down the shoot button in Raiden 2 I'm gonna get to use a nailgun, table saw, and get up and ladder to hang lights.

I guess wish me luck. Or at least grin at the idea that I might nail my hand to a wall today.

Fucking Christmas

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Pussy.

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Originally Posted by Brisco Bold

Turns out my car is fucked and I actually can't afford to repair it. Great. Couldn't 2009 give me a few more days?

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What the hell is wrong with it?

It's fucked. He already said.

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Originally Posted by Drewbacca

What the hell is wrong with it?

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I'll find out when I take it to Toyota. But the engine light just came on. Before that, the car squealed when my turned right.

My guess is Power Steering belt. If that's the case there is a chance the belt or pulley simply could be loose. Or the belt is frayed (they are reasonably priced). I hope it's that. I'm no mechanic, though. Just going by experience. Brake pads also make a noise when you turn left or right when they are depleted beyond a safe level. But it's less of squeal and more of a repetitive doouush noise.

Fyi- you can take the car to most chain auto parts stores and they'll pull the code for the check engine light for free. My money is on what Drew said, although I've never had a loose belt throw a check engine light before.

Sounds dumb but make sure your gas cap is on tight. That can throw up a check engine light. Could be coincidence that you have a loose cap and belt hopefully.

I got a text message from the now ex that were no longer together today. An out of nowhere break up on Christmas isn't what bothers me. The fact that I got a fucking text does. No need to do that kind of stuff face to face anymore I guess.