Egh. I had so much to write about earlier. SO MUCH! But with the 'scheduled downtime' that we experienced here, I was unable to do so.
Anywho, update time.
Mood: In great pain
Music: Ready, Steady, GO! (FMA OST, 2nd opening theme)
One of my coworkers had a dead car this morning. His secondary rad fan busted through and tore up his radiator. They want 1K to fix. I tried to explain to him that he's getting hosed, but it didn't seem to matter. He currently has a Tiburon, and he's thinking of trading it in for a new one. Fine by me, but he's getting 6.5% interest! Ack. If I ever paid 6.5% interest on anything, I'd shoot myself.
Speaking of debts, I'm in the process of clearing debts accrued through my marriage. Where this is a wonderful thing, I can't help but think I'm going to end up paying off EVERYTHING (about 6500 total), and she's going to walk away scott free. I don't believe she's going to step up to the plate and pay her share of the joint debts. I've already started sending payments in, and last I heard from her she was mad because a debtor called her at 10:30 in the morning and woke her up. POOR THING. Here I am working my ass off to provide for myself and our daughter, and she's pissed about being woke up just before LUNCH TIME?! Here's hoping she gets her priorities straight one of these days and starts to clean herself up. But I digress. So I'm paying off my debts in hopes that I will be able to purchase a home at a reasonable interest rate sometime soon. I'm tired of renting, tired of sharing houses with people I don't really know, tired of loud upstairs/downstairs neighbors pouding around at 3:00 in the morning. I'd like a home I can call my own, where I can raise my daughter and work on my cars in peace.
I met the redhead's mother last night. She seems nice, although quite a bit overprotective. She saw that I have a child, and without even considering the circumstances I feel she automatically labeled me as a 'bad seed'. I don't like that. Just because I have a daughter means I'm wrong? Hey, she was born in wedlock; we married long before she was concieved. Just because my wife decided to pull some questionable crap and I had to leave, that doesn't make me bad... If anything, it makes me better for not putting my child through that kind of hurt.
But I'm rambling. I'll try to sum everything up here real quick.
Coworker - hosed
Debts - ACK! Why can't you pay your share?!
Living situation - tired of all the noise
Redhead - still extremely attracted to you, but I don't like the impression your mother seems to have of me
My car - lost a wheel speed sensor Tuesday, repaired Tuesday night. Running pretty well
GM - slowly pulling their heads out of their asses
Camaro - I'm dying on the inside from the anticipation