Entries tagged with "car"
Dream
posted by srah on December 13, 2007 12:52 PM
I dreamt last night that I sort-of-accidentally bought a terrible, terrible used car. I went to this dealership and basically bought the car based on looking briefly at a picture of it. Then the guy took me out to the car (which was a 1959 Harrington, or some such made up car name) and discovered that the part where the pedals were was open on top, so that your feet would get all wet. Also, I had no idea if it actually ran. But I had already signed something so the guy wouldn't let me back out of buying it....
I like where I are/ When I can, find my car
posted by srah on October 12, 2007 12:32 PM
Tags: car, driving, srahtown, walking
I am apparently senile. This morning I walked out the door to go to work, looked out at the parking lot and discovered my car was not there. I momentarily freaked out. I had just been talking to my Arabic professor this week about how what little crime there is in Srahtown usually consists of crimes of opportunity, and how I've managed to avoid anything so far by a) not getting drunk, b) not being out on the streets at 3am, when all of these incidents seem to occur and c) locking my doors. Now here I was, being so...
2007: A Srah Odyssey
posted by srah on January 2, 2007 6:48 AM
Hello Internet! I had a relatively Internet-free week (mostly just keeping up with WalkerTracker so that I could actually remember what caused me such abyssmal step-counts). It was awesome, but now I have a lot of reading to catch up on. As for me, I got to spend time with the boyfriend and his family as well as srahfam, have many many Christmases (Christmii?), see Spamalot, and go walking at the mall a couple of times. Now I'm back home with TONS of stuff to unpack, which will probably keep me busy until the next time I go home. This...
Is it not... INVISIBLE?
posted by srah on January 15, 2004 5:59 PM
Soon after Alfie turned 16, she bought a 1987 VW Golf from a friend of the family. She never managed to learn to drive a stick-shift, so she ended up buying a Saturn automatic a couple of years later. So the Golf has been sitting in front of our house ever since. We've been hoping we could sell it to some poor high school student in order to get rid of it, but it's a piece of junk, so no one's been interested. So there it sits. Or sat. My parents came home from work today. "You're home!" my father...
