Journal red5's Journal: Still dead after ten years. 5
My weekend was okay all things considered. I had to work saturday and sunday, but I needed the hours so I can't complain.
Saturday: I was making a run for material and my car started running funny. I figured I was running out of gas because It had been around E since the night before. My gage isn't all that accurate. It'll read full when I fill it up, after you get through a quarter tank it starts to read all over the place depending on the speed, level, or phase of the moon.
I fill it up and get into the leftturn lane waiting for the light. I get the arrow and hit the gas only to start rolling back. I shift to low, back to drive, park, reverse, nothing works.
I turn on my hazards and people start to honk. I leave it in park and go to check my trans fluid level. When two guys come running across the street. "Hey man you need a push?" "Thanks yeah." "Okay put it in neutral and steer." They pushed me through the light and to the side of the road. I thanked them. They said "It's cool we've all been there."
When I checked the engine the transmission fluid hose (the one that goes to the radiator) had a cut in it. Not sure when it got nicked, but all my fluid was gone. I walked back to the gas station, and bought four quarts of transmission fluid.
I couldn't get to the bolt with my screwdriver, so for now I wrapped the hose in duct-tape and re-filled the transmission. Hoping it'd hold long enough. I got about 3/4 of a mile before it stopped working again. I pulled to the side and called my dad/boss. (I'd called him a few times before, but now it was hopeless.)
He said my brother was on the way with my tools and would takeover the material run. while he was on the way It occurred to me that the metwrentch kit in my trunk had this cool nut-driver for tight spaces. And that the bolt was actually a 5/16 bolt with a slot for screwdrivers.
I removed the hose cut it down, reattached it and filled the transmission again. When I got home, I went to the autoparts store and bought a new hose, more fluid and a drain pan.
After I replaced the hose I cooked myself a steak and had a beer.
Sunday: It was uneventful workwise when I got home some friends of mine told me of a BBQ party in Altadenia. It seamed like a long way to go but something about the way they told me said I should go. When I got the directions It turned out to be in Arkadia. Which is even farther away.
I got there and my mates girl starts not so subtly nudging me to go talk to this girl. Apparently she'd been hounding her about me all night. I've talked too this girl a few times and I'm pretty sure she likes me.
The problem is she doesn't drink, eat meat, or anything. She's into some sort of pure body thing. Anybody that knows me can tell you thats defiantly not going to mesh well with my lifestyle.
At the end of the night I walked her to her car. She hugged me and we had a moment. I moved in for the kiss and she said "no". She had a nervous smile on her face. She explained how she was nervous and shy. She ended with "You're so cute." I gave her another hug and said "You too." I gave her my number, then I went back to the party.
I got home around four, cursing myself for not getting home sooner. I had work on monday.
Saturday: I was making a run for material and my car started running funny. I figured I was running out of gas because It had been around E since the night before. My gage isn't all that accurate. It'll read full when I fill it up, after you get through a quarter tank it starts to read all over the place depending on the speed, level, or phase of the moon.
I fill it up and get into the leftturn lane waiting for the light. I get the arrow and hit the gas only to start rolling back. I shift to low, back to drive, park, reverse, nothing works.
I turn on my hazards and people start to honk. I leave it in park and go to check my trans fluid level. When two guys come running across the street. "Hey man you need a push?" "Thanks yeah." "Okay put it in neutral and steer." They pushed me through the light and to the side of the road. I thanked them. They said "It's cool we've all been there."
When I checked the engine the transmission fluid hose (the one that goes to the radiator) had a cut in it. Not sure when it got nicked, but all my fluid was gone. I walked back to the gas station, and bought four quarts of transmission fluid.
I couldn't get to the bolt with my screwdriver, so for now I wrapped the hose in duct-tape and re-filled the transmission. Hoping it'd hold long enough. I got about 3/4 of a mile before it stopped working again. I pulled to the side and called my dad/boss. (I'd called him a few times before, but now it was hopeless.)
He said my brother was on the way with my tools and would takeover the material run. while he was on the way It occurred to me that the metwrentch kit in my trunk had this cool nut-driver for tight spaces. And that the bolt was actually a 5/16 bolt with a slot for screwdrivers.
I removed the hose cut it down, reattached it and filled the transmission again. When I got home, I went to the autoparts store and bought a new hose, more fluid and a drain pan.
After I replaced the hose I cooked myself a steak and had a beer.
Sunday: It was uneventful workwise when I got home some friends of mine told me of a BBQ party in Altadenia. It seamed like a long way to go but something about the way they told me said I should go. When I got the directions It turned out to be in Arkadia. Which is even farther away.
I got there and my mates girl starts not so subtly nudging me to go talk to this girl. Apparently she'd been hounding her about me all night. I've talked too this girl a few times and I'm pretty sure she likes me.
The problem is she doesn't drink, eat meat, or anything. She's into some sort of pure body thing. Anybody that knows me can tell you thats defiantly not going to mesh well with my lifestyle.
At the end of the night I walked her to her car. She hugged me and we had a moment. I moved in for the kiss and she said "no". She had a nervous smile on her face. She explained how she was nervous and shy. She ended with "You're so cute." I gave her another hug and said "You too." I gave her my number, then I went back to the party.
I got home around four, cursing myself for not getting home sooner. I had work on monday.
Car problems (Score:2)
Was that the GTO? Our Camaro's got an oil leak at the moment. Not sure where it's coming from yet, as it's been raining too much for us to want to crawl under and find the source. Not only that, but the water makes it hard to track down anyway. Waiting for some dry weather, as until the leak's fixed, we can't see how much of a difference the new exhausts make out on the track. We're hoping it's nothing serious. The Chevy small block may well
Re:Car problems (Score:2)
Our Camaro's got an oil leak at the moment.
That reminds, me I really need to change my oil.
Re:Car problems (Score:3, Funny)
Sounds familiar! The Camaro has a red warning light on the dashboard to let you know when you're driving too slowly. Just accelerate and it goes out :-)
meshing (Score:1)
Re:meshing (Score:2)
Exactly. Also sometimes something you think might not be a big deal starts to really bother you. Right now she wants me, so she's more apt to underestimate how much my drinking will bother her. A few month down the road and it might become a real problem.