laughing @ ur neighbors

Within 15 hours I went through 2 1/2 cars. pajero #1 doesn't start, the starter broke earlier in the week, but the fun part is the clutch went too. Im talking like pumping 5-6 times hardly helped. So that was exciting because it began while I was out on the peninsula at 2 saturday night. John and I were moving speakers......we shattered the back window, oops. So, I was amaizingly able to make it all the way back to the house way up on the mountain and then stalled the very last time I had to shift to back up in the yard. So it seems logical to use pajero #2 to pull pajero #1 back up the slope so it can roll back out to start again. It wont start either.... and it wont give me the key back so I am forced to leave it sitting there in aux so the battery was then totally drained by morning. Fabulous. Now sunday comes around and Im stranded on the mountain with 6 dogs and the "Dude" Im house sitting for flys in at 3. john finally comes to the rescue at 2pm. So i pick up my samurai, it thankfully starts, great. I pick up "Dude" at the aport. he is of course expecting his truck to be there but instead I have to explain why he has no cars, and a busted window. He left the island with 2 working pajeros and returns to 0 and some broken glass, but the dog is fabulous which is the important thing. I drive all the way up the mountain and my car is now blowing blue smoke and very not happy. i have no choice but to toss the last of the dogs and my stuff in the back and we limp back down the mountain to find out my radiator cracked and I just drove up a mountain with NO coolant. At this point I am thrilled, I was moments away from destroying my engine for all I knew. Finishing up dropping all the dogs back at their respective houses, Im at john's telling him my tale of wo and one of his dogs pisses on my foot. At this point I very much need a drink and it's the night before school starts..... a school night. What did I do? Ziggy's. Definitly.

my roommates have (now unhappy) "dude" in class and he wasted no time in telling the entire class about his rediculous situation. they could hardly restrain themselves knowing exactly who managed to do all of this in not more than 15 hours. yes, the assistant dean wants my head on a platter. the interresting part is that the window is the only thing I actually broke. Everything else was an unfortunate series of events and the window was the icing on the cake.

my brother's first question was: seriously?
his second was: so do you still go to school there?

in the end I was amused so I thought Id share =-)