joflasher | Of all the rat-bastard luck

My car is dead. After I loaded it up with all my Arisia shit, the thing could barely turn over once. I got done with my requisite 10 minutes of cursing, and I called the Boy to see if he could give me a ride. He's not in his office. Like I said, rat-bastard luck today.

So much for working the art show today. Anyone heading down to Arisia by way of Malden between now and 6 who's willing to give me a lift, please let me know. Otherwise I keep calling the Boy.

Think I'll go out and kick the car and swear a bit more. Won't help anything but at least I'll feel like I'm doing something.