Man I hate how sometimes you can go from being in an awesome mood, to being back down feeling shitty in a matter of minutes.

I left work with a hundred bucks in my pocket, something I’ve never ever done working a Sunday night. I so needed to make the money and plus I didn’t have to work for it too hard, I just had two pretty big tables, one of women hairdressers who got sloshed, the other was a bunch of people from Jiffy-Lube who hooked me up.

So I got the money I despertly needed to make the car payment, and I had a half-decent evening. Can’t ask for much more then that on a Sunday because most likely you’ll never get it.

Could my luck continue? No..of course it couldn’t. Something like a mile from my house I turn a corner and suddenly the rear passenger side tire either blows, or comes off the rim, cause next thing I know I’m doing a powerslide and having the back end going every which way. And of course I couldn’t just fix the tire myself and tell the folks afterwards, oh no; because my stupid sister never got a damned tire-iron so I had to phone home and get someone to bring me one just to change the fucking thing. God I hate that piece of shit Focus.

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