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With all that rambling I forgot to mention the car repairs. Friday I was coming back from Walmart and Eric was coming from work and he ended up behind me. Saturday afternoon he mentioned we should think about getting the driver's side rear tire replaced soon cuz it was very wobbley and shit. Not even 5 minutes later I went out to the car to clean out some trash (breakfast bar wrappers and empty water bottles, at least it's HEALTHY trash lol) and I notice the tread bulging out off that tire. It was like about to fucking peel off entirely. We went to Firestone to get a new tire. They didn;t have the one we wanted to we went to another branch that did, wasn't very far away. The guy offered an application to get a Firestone credit card. Eric was actually approved, which makes me wonder if I would have been as well.... So he ended up getting three new tires, came to like $190 I think. Was nice of him to get the card cuz he didn't need it, his truck is all covered under warranty for a while still. The card only has a $400 limit, half was used, but I figure if the car blows up again in the meantime I can hit him up to put it on the card and then pay him back when I get the cash. The car's tires are good to go, there's road hazzard and lifetime balance and rotate on them. The car also has a lifetime alignment certificate. He's put a couple thousand into it this year, hopefully it'll last until I can afford to buy something else. It still needs a radiator flush though, that might be something we can do ourselves.

Another thing I forgot to mention was the stage blood explosion INSIDE Eric's truck. I had two containers full and he took a corner too fast/sharp while still in the apartment parking lot. Went all the fuck over the truck floor, good thing it's not carpeted... was dripping out the door. We were late to the house that night. Stage blood is very fucking sticky seeing it's made mostly out of corn syrup. The parking lot looks like a crime scene where we stopped to clean the truck, and before we did it was reminiscent of Pulp Fiction. And no, there is no sign in our apartment complex parking area that says Dead Nigger Storage....

Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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