It’s getting gloomy out. I mean weather-wise, not politically. Getting darker. Snowing. I’m in a bad mood. I don’t want to deal with the Audi at *all*. I don’t want to let them walk over me, but right now I don’t see any point in trying to fight all this stupidity. I feel like I’m going to lose anyway, so why bother. Which is of course exactly what they want, and is why I *should* deal with it, but I’m still so frustrated and miserable about the whole stupid thing…
election results
Well, shit. Now what do we do?
too tired.
I’m too flat to deal with the Audi today. I’ll call tomorrow.
stupid fucking audi
Audi just called. They say that because the Morrison Auto Group is an independent dealership they can’t do anything to make them eat the costs of the car repair. The wind is completely out of my sails. I’m so angry I’m in tears, and so frustrated that I want to fling my hands up and forget about it all, except I’m too angry to do that. I do not know what to do next.
regime change begins at home
We’ve voted. There wasn’t a line out the door, but there was a line, which is more than I’ve ever seen around here. Yay! There was also a man who had his four-or-so-year-old with him, and as I stood there waiting to put my ballot in the ballot-slurping machine, I heard him saying, “This one is about whether we want to build more schools.” The kid said, “Yeah!” That was a *good* Daddy! So. We’ve voted, and everybody wanted their stickers, and there were people coming in as we left,…