Someone buy me a new car!

I went to Quirk to pick up my car today. They couldn't test it out to see if the new fuel pump was working because the gas cap was locked and I forgot to give them the key. Oops! So I brought it over and waited for them to test it out.

An hour of Fox News later (UGH), CSD gave me back the key to the rental car. After a "Whaaaa?" and a "You are KIDDING me!" he let me know that they tested out the new fuel pump and the car is actually running WORSE. I cautiously asked, "Are you saying there's something ELSE wrong?" and he said that the tech thought that perhaps they got a bum fuel pump. (Which flashed me back to a conversation last night with Steve, when he said that they might try to stick me with a used fuel pump.)

I left, took the smoke-smelling (yuck) rental and try to look at the positive - power windows and locks. Maybe I'll have a car tomorrow... but I refuse to cancel more home visits to take care of this stupid car.

I asked CSD to please just set it on fire.

Attention Bostonians:

Will someone PLEASE do something with me tonight? I'm so bored I could just DIE.

I blame the Faux News.

Ace, please let's bump uglies.

Oh, American Idol, how I love thee even though my IQ drops percentage points noticeably with each passing episode. I /am/ the American Lowest Common Denominator when it comes to television, but oh, the Ace Young! The Mandisa! The Pickler!

So I've decided that I /adore/ Mandisa and Pickler, but I definitely have the hots for Ace. I mean, the full-blown hots. I want to make out with him. I think that grossed Lisa out a little bit.

Yes! Lisa (buddhafly4224) was nice enough to come to the D-O-T to watch American Idol with me, which was awesome - I felt much less loserish and more social. Besides, I never see her. So, yay! (Thanks, Lisa.)

p.s. Today I got McDonald's on the way home from the car fiasco because I was starving and didn't get to eat lunch. I feel so dirty.