Thursday, March 13, 2008
The right rear tire on the tank in which I drive when errand-running blew out after I interviewed for a position at Fuddruckers this afternoon. I rode on the rims for quite a distance before pulling into a Shell. I called for a tow, but cancelled the dispatch upon realization that I am broke. Oh, well. Over the next day I shall scrape up some cash.
I fixed a glorious peanut butter pickle sandwich für Abendessen. Jetzt lese ich vier Bücher; jedes hat umgefähr dreisig übrigen Seiten. Ach. Ich kann nichts beenden.
Labels: books, car, dinner, errands, Fuddruckers, job searching, sandwiches, Shell station, tires, towing
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 4:14 PM]