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My car is officially gone today... >sigh<...
That car, repossessed on account of my own inability to properly care for it, was with me through the best and worst times of my life.
Best thing about cars; they're with you no matter what. They will always try to survive on their own, and if they need help, they will give you every sound and clue you need to keep them going.
Machines, yeah, yeah, it's a machine, and I realize you might think I'm nuts to think a machine being dedicated to being a machine being awesome is silly, but it's what I have lacked in all people I've met and need, whether a machine is meant to do just that or not; I loved that car. It pulled me through a very hard time, and plugged through a horrible time. It took drunken vandalism and jealous hate without dying. I keep cars til they're dead, and I mourn them for all the times they were there.
There is nothing better than going for a drive in your car; if it's brand new, it's all yours, and if it's a piece of shit, it's probably form the 80's or later, and that means it has a personality. My Evil Car was form the early 80s, and although it wanted to kill people and innocent children and spit oil on all passerbys because of this, but I loved it. The junking was traumatizing, but not like this. This car was all mine, and knew me well. I will miss this car forever, yes like Evil thunderbird and the truck... but this car knew me through the one point in time I was happy and free. It's like cutting your hair. you cut your hair, you cut the power of the past; and I allowed my past to be taken AGAIN.
What evil bastard will take your past AND THEN CHARGE YOU ANYWAY????
No matter what age you are, your past is better. Fuck, when will we learn how to make shit good instead of being real good at making shit suck and then bitching about it?
So I'm gonna drink a beer I found in my car while cleaning it out before the sacrifice which went through 90 degree heat and was frozen upon discovery. I know when I bought that shit. Went through all temperatures at least 7 times. Should be flat as hell. Let's find out...
Hmmm... no smoke-lookin' shit when I cracked it...
Aw, geez, my beloved car... the fucking thing.... it's dirty due to my own uselessness, but it's delicious...(it IS beer)... GOD, I miss my car!!!! :...(
Evil Thunderbird made every cigarette which ended up in the back go out w/o fire, the truck let me get outta all legal problems in and outta license/registration, and Dodge, >sniff<, never let a beer go bad...!! ">boo-hoo<" = D...:
AND SO I WALK WITH THIS DELICIOUS SHOULD-BE-FLAT BEER forever and ever cuz life sucks...
To my car! Cheers! May your new caretaker have money and credit!!
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Posted by gennifyr on 2008-06-12 20:40:16 | Rating: | Views: 175
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