My car has a death wish
Robin and I should start a Bad Luck with Cars LJ community. Here’s my latest…
I checked my oil the other day because my car smelled like it was burning. The oil level was close to full, but instead I found some lovely grey-ish congealed oil. It was like creamy. And the whole oil reservoir was smoking. Probably not good. When my mom came down I told her about this, she called her car-genius boyfriend, and he basically said my car was on its deathbed and I should probably get rid of it as quick as possible.
Last time I posted about my car (recently) I thought I had a couple months maybe to figure out what the hell I was going to do, save money, whatever. Nope, I need a new car NOW!
Me and my mom sat around much of Saturday trying to devise a plan. Here’s what we came up with:
I’m buying her car. It’s worth about $3000 but she’s going to hopefully sell it to me for a little less. I only have $1500 right now, so I have to make a phone call today to see if my grandpa will loan me the rest. However, my mom doesn’t quite have enough money to buy a vehicle for herself, even with the money I’ll give her. (She’s in the market for a $5000 vehicle that her man found). So we have to ask my gpa for even more money to put toward her vehicle. If gramps can’t come through, I’m fucked. I’m praying that my car makes it to GR at all (it struggles to get the 15 mins to work). And I’m praying all this can get worked out while I’m home for Thanksgiving later this week.
So now I’m spending all my savings, plus I’ll be paying my grandpa back every month. So any car problems i have with my mom’s car…well they just can’t happen.

November 22nd, 2004 at 5:03 am
If you guys start a club I need to join.
November 22nd, 2004 at 2:14 pm
I think that sounds like a community I need to be in… Kev and I have three cars, a 1984 with a flat tire, a Sable which has no power steering ability, doesn’t keep track of speed, mileage, or how much gas is left , and currently in the shop for stuff that goes over my head, and one with a burnt out headlight (the only driveable one) that doesn’t tell you how much gas is left. But fortunately Kevin’s dad is an auto mechanic :/ We’re actually getting rid of our 1984 Oldsmobile… if you want info, I could find out for you.