i'm sadder but i'm wiser too

update:

remember in a previous post i mentioned the repairs done on my civic? well, who has two thumbs and is stuck in a rental car? yeah that's right, this girl (pointing my two thumbs back at myself). i don't know what honda cars of mesa did to my poor little civic but it ain't good. i thought my car's engine was smoking but i never saw it except when i was stuck in traffic and i thought it might be the exhaust of the car in front of me. or linc thought it might be some grease from the prev repairs burning off. and i never smelled anything suspicious.

but yesterday i am driving home from work and the car feels like it has been castrated (no balls) and just wouldn't go. i was at the metered light to get on the 202 and it was my turn to go, and the car felt like it was just lagging. the whole way home i noticed it. i also was watching the temp gauge because that was something they were supposed to fix (potential overheating problem) and i noticed that it creeped a little higher than norm. as soon as i pull into the parking spot at the apartment, i can see the smoke and i can smell it too. plus it had some liquid leaking.

i was pissed!! i hate car problems! hate them! if i could never ever have to deal with one thing in life, annoying car problems would be right there at the top of the list. luckily, lincoln was all ready home so i ran into the apartment and told him he better go look at the car. he called honda cars and we took the car in 5 minutes before closing. linc gave them an earful about not fixing whatever they said they had fixed on our previous visit, but of course the guy there (who was not the same one we dealt with before) was real quick to not take any blame or make any promises.

and honda cars does not have loaner cars. they are a friggin car dealership with a crap load of cars available, but no loaners. there is an enterprise car rental place across the street. we are standing there and the guy is pointing all the available cars out to lincoln. i cut him off and say i want the cheapest car you got.

i am now driving an egg. a white egg on wheels. it is a chevy aveo. tiny but cheap. i feel like i am driving around in a little box. it is crazy how small this thing is. but quite roomy inside, linc fit in the back seat (yes i made him sit in the backseat) quite well. but about two inches from the back of the back seat is the outside of the car. oh well, just for a few days. and we are going to make honda cars pay us back for the dang rental.

other ish:

went on a double date with taylor and erin. good times. first we went to pf changs for dinner. i've only eaten there a couple times before but this time i ordered something out of my norm for chinese food. it was super good. it was the dali chicken and was really spicy. it had those little red peppers that are incredibly hot. well, taylor ate one small one and was dying for the rest of dinner. sweat was pouring down his face. literally beads of sweat. so linc eats one. nothing. so he eats a giant one. nothing. so taylor says dinner is on him if lincoln eats all of the peppers (maybe 10 or so) in one bite and can't drink or eat anything right after for a few minutes. linc contemplates this proposition for 2 seconds then says deal. he eats them all. he pauses, chews them slowly like he is savoring the flavor. then his eyes get wide and he looks like he is going to vomit. taylor takes pity and says go ahead and drink or eat something. so linc starts shoveling rice into his mouth, chugging water, and drinking the vinegar at the table that supposedly neutralizes spicy food. it was hilarious and the best free meal ever!! we all were sure linc (and his b-hole) would be hurting the next day but nope. iron stomach. perfect immunity.

after dinner, we went to the improv to see chelsea handler. funny stuff. the first guy was funny, clean, calm, clever. then the second lady, i think marla was her name. she was this short, kinda plump, firecracker. the language that came out of her mouth. at first you don't know what to do. your ears turn pink and you feel a little embarrassed. but then you laugh. and you laugh some more. and she was literally less than a foot away from me. i was right there in front. she even talked to taylor and erin a couple times. she was a good warm up for chelsea. the stuff chelsea said was just, whoa! she was hilarious though and quite random. but it was funny.

after that, they came back to the apartment for a pit stop, and linc got mario brothers working and him and taylor were trying to save the game until it restarted. then they went home.

other other ish:

stranger than fiction is entertaining. i wasn't too sure about it at first but after watching it the other night, i give it my seal of approval. will ferrell knows his stuff.

i guess that is all. i need to get a workout in. i was lazy for 2 weeks and i ate poorly. so my waistline is suffering. i am wading back into the workouts gradually, one toe at a time. i am not quite ready for the 3 bikini boot camp drill sergeants from my shape vides. so i am having carmen electra help me get "fit to strip." seriously, i can't make this stuff up. i am a nerd.

oh and we have a friendly orange cat whom i have affectionately named milo that comes and sleeps on our mat outside the apartment. he is a cute orange/white striped tabby who just needs some food and some attention.

that's all folks.

love.