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elionwyr* Valentine's Day celebrations mostly consisted of a bit of errand running, a gifting of chocolate from the Best Housemate Ever, and..um..sharing a bit of chicken with Lurk..and...going to bed around 10, 10:30PM.
<- party animal
* Car woes continue. After some very stressful travel over the weekend involving Bartok overheating - or not - or..WTF? - I bought my darling hearse a new water pump.
In exchange, the garage gave me a very very high idle. Very high. The work done on Sunday should not have anything to do with the idle. And though I'm told that a high idle shouldn't be a super big deal, it's nerve wracking to hear, and I'm definitely having to really step on the brakes now. Which is too damn close to varied nightmares I've had about not being able to stop my car.
(Which is a logical nightmare because A: I drive a friggin' tank; B: I've driven a hearse sans breaks in rush hour traffic in Pittsburgh..you don't want that experience, I promise; and C: I have such a fear of hurting people - remember, kids, I implode, not explode - that of course not being able to stop my beast of a car would be the stuff of nightmares.)
Maybe I should get a Smartcar.
Anyway. Stopped by Monro to discuss the work done by the Monro in NY...and yes I know they're not really affiliated, but they're my garage of choice..and they said, "Oh, it must be a timing issue. Take it to Mr Tire."
0_o
I really truly think that something just isn't connected correctly after Sunday's repairs. But oh, I am frustrated. And rapidly more and more reluctant to drive a car that wants to GO GO GO GO GO. Had two scary moments tonight when the car felt like he just might want to stall out, thankyouverymuch, and the brakes locked up and GAAAAAAAAAAAH do not want.
* Some of you that have called or texted of late have noticed that I am not getting the calls or texts after, say, 10 or so. This is because I remain completely exhausted and wanting to be in bed long before midnight, most evenings. We all know my insomnia is legendary, so this won't last, but...my apologies if I miss anything.
* Stomach has settled down to a dull roar.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elfowls_nest has given me something stronger than Tums (since Tums have been pretty useless), and I've not dabbled yet because the discomfort is not at the vocalized ow levels anymore.
<- party animal
* Car woes continue. After some very stressful travel over the weekend involving Bartok overheating - or not - or..WTF? - I bought my darling hearse a new water pump.
In exchange, the garage gave me a very very high idle. Very high. The work done on Sunday should not have anything to do with the idle. And though I'm told that a high idle shouldn't be a super big deal, it's nerve wracking to hear, and I'm definitely having to really step on the brakes now. Which is too damn close to varied nightmares I've had about not being able to stop my car.
(Which is a logical nightmare because A: I drive a friggin' tank; B: I've driven a hearse sans breaks in rush hour traffic in Pittsburgh..you don't want that experience, I promise; and C: I have such a fear of hurting people - remember, kids, I implode, not explode - that of course not being able to stop my beast of a car would be the stuff of nightmares.)
Maybe I should get a Smartcar.
Anyway. Stopped by Monro to discuss the work done by the Monro in NY...and yes I know they're not really affiliated, but they're my garage of choice..and they said, "Oh, it must be a timing issue. Take it to Mr Tire."
0_o
I really truly think that something just isn't connected correctly after Sunday's repairs. But oh, I am frustrated. And rapidly more and more reluctant to drive a car that wants to GO GO GO GO GO. Had two scary moments tonight when the car felt like he just might want to stall out, thankyouverymuch, and the brakes locked up and GAAAAAAAAAAAH do not want.
* Some of you that have called or texted of late have noticed that I am not getting the calls or texts after, say, 10 or so. This is because I remain completely exhausted and wanting to be in bed long before midnight, most evenings. We all know my insomnia is legendary, so this won't last, but...my apologies if I miss anything.
* Stomach has settled down to a dull roar.
elfowls_nest has given me something stronger than Tums (since Tums have been pretty useless), and I've not dabbled yet because the discomfort is not at the vocalized ow levels anymore.![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
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Date: 2011-02-16 02:57 am (UTC)Which I'll totally imagine could fit in the back of Bartok.
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Date: 2011-02-16 02:58 am (UTC)ANd I completely keep forgetting to call or write you. I'm so sorry. **hug**