It's the car right? Chicks love the car.

...ok, not really. (50 bonus points to the person who can ID the quote in the subject line though)
"But as I have mentioned in my artscape presentaion and conversationally elsewhere, One of the things I use The Cat as is a prop to start conversations with ppl.
Apparently even sitting dirty in a parking lot with a bad transmission this still works.
I got a note on her the other day from a student here who left her phone # because she wanted to tell me how 'awsome' my car is. When I called her back she answered with somve variation of 'Joes Mortuary, you stab 'em we slab 'em.' Talked for a bit and she seemed cool and is going to give me a call back today. Methinks I have just found the freaks on campus. WOOT!"

Ruminations on a car...

"So as I have mentioned repeatedly before The Cat's transmission is self-destructing, and with 239,5xx miles on it, it will need to be replaced/rebuilt.
Now as much as this sucks, the ford taurus transmissions are mediocre, with '91 (The Cat's year) being the worst. Their typical lifespan is 80K-100K, so having more than doubled that I really have little cause to complain that it is now dying.
This has however left me with a quandry...
(updated at 3:15pm with pictures!)
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Why my mom frustrates me (which is different from why she pisses me off)

"So my mom asked earlier this week about my coming up to her place for dinner on Wed. I reminded her that my car's transmission was going, and told her I had a class until 7:30pm.
So she counters with an offer to come down and take me out to dinner. I accept, and tell her to remind me to send her directions.
Se fails to remind me, but I remember anyway oweing to having to send the directions to someone else. I send her my phone # the next day so she can call me if she needs to (P.S. if you want my new number, email me and I'll send it to you). In the mean time I tell a couple ppl that I can't get together with them tonight
She replies yesterday with 'I'll call you from outside your building so I don't have to park. I'll be there between 5:30-6pm.'
I email her this morning (when I got the message) reminding her that I have a class that goes from 6:15pm -7:30pm so I can't head out to dinner at 5:30-6 or I'll miss the class.
I check my email several times during the day, and hang around the room when I'm not so I can be there if she calls. When I have to leave for class there is still no email with an ETA.
I'm heading back to the room now. Want to bet there will either be a message asking where the hell I am, or an email later today/tomorrow yelling at me for blowing off the dinner plans?
And she yells at me for not planning things properly and not listening to people. She could do to take a LOT of her own advice, and not just on this."