Yep, it looked really pretty when the clutch went out...
So, let's rewind to yesterday when Erik and I were driving home from Kealanis (which has the best Hawaiian plate lunches in town, BTW). I was talking about how stoked I am that my car, a '99 Ford Mustang, is paid off and we were also talking about the pro's and con's of down shifting (it's a manual transmission thing).
Pro's: saves your brakes.
Con's: more wear on your clutch.
Well, I'm a down shifter and I was making a point about how I have never had to replace my clutch and I have over 100,000 miles on my car. Well, funny thing, because my clutch went out today. Less then 24 hours after talking about it. Too funny. Luckly I made it off the freeway and into a parking lot, so it wasn't *too* much of a hassle. I did hit a light coming off the freeway, so I had to stop. Ever try to drive your car in 5th gear from a dead stop? Yeah, that was fun.
I know what you're thinking...Why the hell was I out of the house in the 1st place?!(For those of you that don't know me, I rarely ever leave my office, let alone drive my car.) Well, funny you should ask, because that's a whole 'nother story...So, I technically graduated from college almost a year ago and my stupid school (FIDM SUCKS!) still has not issued my diploma. So, after bugging them off and on for a year, I started to get pissed. You know what they told me..."Oooooh, the reason your diploma hasn't been issued is because you have to complete a financial exit interview". Great. Perhaps you should of told me that, oh I don't know, LIKE A YEAR AGO?! So, I drive allllll the way downtown (45 minute drive, each way) and I fill out their stupid paperwork. Halfway through I notice that I am checking off "yes" boxes to questions like, "You know that you must repay your loan", "You understand that if you default on a loan payment, you will be reported to the credit bureau", etc...So, I say, "Um, you guys DO realize that my loan has been paid off for years, right?". You know what they said, "Really? Wow, good for you, we don't need to do the financial exit interview then!" Rad. I'm sooooo glad I drove all the way down there to be dicked around some more! The Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandizing is a total joke, but I'll have to blog about that some other time, because I'M HUNGRY!
p.s. At least I got to ride in my brothers new Hummer H2 SUT