antarctic chocolate

I am broke. My phone has broke. And now my heart has broke.

My baby is not working. My dearest, sweetest Lanos vehicle that I love ever so much, fondly nicknamed “Sailor Mars”, is not working.

Never mind that my license is sadly non-existent, it is still my car and I love it so. I was left stranded today after I finished work at job number two, due to the fact my car (being driven by mother) wouldn’t switch into reverse properly. Usually, this may not always stop someone from picking you up, but in my case being able to reverse out of our property is like swimming in Antarctica and not expecting your health to pay the price. It’s not going to happen. So now there’s a nice dent in the front roller door due to the fact that mum forgot where the brake was the minute the clutch failed while she was driving up our steep driveway. I’d imagine the dent has been shared onto my baby, but the fact is I can’t (and kind of don’t want to) see what the damage is until father comes home from work and pulls it apart like a surgeon.

On the plus side (and only a very small plus side, in comparison) is that “Size Doesn’t Matter” by Meg Cabot is now officially in the library.

Now, if only that little twit that got to it first before me returns it, then I can read the feel-good novella which reminds you that if you are a US size 12 then it’s all good. Those unnaturally skinny people are only mean to you because they WISH they could eat the kit-kat you’re scoffing down in the mall. They’re jealous of you. They have a butt-load of envy that they can only express through demeaning and hurtful comments. At least, that’s what one of my friends tells me every time a said comment is aimed at her. And I totally understand her point of view. I mean, I was jealous of the fact she had a massive cookie the size of her head in her hands. But anyway, the third release in the Heather Wells mystery novels has me in high hopes that Cabot will follow on to release the second sequel to “Queen of Babble” another novel I highly relate to, if only for the fact the protagonist, Lizzie, can’t keep her mouth shut.

Over and out!