So, Al is totaled. Evidently, the brake system is in total hydraulic failure. So, I'll sweep my voice up in to my best Karen Carpenter... "and say goodbye to Al, all the roadtrips we've had have come and gone - all the memories of driving in the noonday sun, and now there's something to believe in and move on to- something to belong to..."
....an ISUZU TROOPER! it's huge, white, and a year newer than Al. I'm moving up in the world.
I'm going to try not to become someone I hate, driving an SUV around while casually sipping a grande soy chai no water. This troops was cheep cheep cheep like a baby chicken and has low miles to boot. It was an easy choice really.
People keep apologizing to me and asking me if I'm stressed out. Honestly, I'm not. It's just a car, it's just money. Nobody is sick or dying or hovering on the brink of accepting Christ. It's not a life issue. All I can say is, Support our Troops!
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