I go to sleep last night and everything is alright in the world. I wake up at 5am to use the washroom and what sight greets me from the patio doors? Hell. Hell was there… A frozen hell falling from the sky in the guise of innocent fluffy white flakes. It has that slow, lazy falling of small flakes that generally signals that it’ll be around for awhile. Could my life suck any more? Gah! Not only have I not gotten my new tires for my car yet, but I don’t even have anywhere near enough cash to do so… not without putting a heavy hit on my Mastercard. Yeah, nothing says traction like 5 year old tires as bald as a porn star’s crotch. <sigh> I wonder if Canadian Tire sells tires that’ll fit on my car… Maybe Costco…
It’s times like this that I sometimes wish that I had a small car like my friend Allen. Small little tires can’t cost that much. That and he only spends about an eighth of what I do on gas each month. <sigh> But my car is so pretty… and fast… and if I was to get in an accident, I think I’d rather be in mine than in his. Heheh… Although, if I got stuck in a ditch, I’d sooner have his car. I could lift it out myself. 😛
During our last snow storm, I was considering buying some chains for my tires. Now it’s too late. It’d be like trying to buy an air conditioner in August. Chains may not be fully legal in town, but I’d sooner chance getting a ticket than skidding off the road and falling off a cliff. Ok, I don’t drive by any cliffs on the way to work, but there’s some pretty deep ditches. Heh.
Here’s another picture of my hell.