man, my fucking car just dropped out about 3km from home so i had to leave my car on the side of the highway and walk 3km home. that's my exercise for the day. seemed to be like some dirty fuel has gone through it and has fuckinclogged the fuel line filter or something the way it was sputtering, starting and stopping. also it just wouldn't wind over, so it's likely nothing to do with the starter motor. i just hope it's a dirty fuel line or the battery is going dead. whatever the problem i just hope it's easy to fix and doesn't cost me an arm and a leg.
so when i got home i thought fuck it, i'm having another shot of morphine after that ordeal. it was lovely. now i'm smashing down a fruit salad for breakfast and about to watch the remainder of silver linings, as i kept nodding out to it last night. i swear i had to rewind it back to certain places about 10 times before i gave up and just went to sleep. once i finish that i'm gonna check out argo.
what are all you fuckers up to?