Big Red bites the dust.

Dear Diary;

So.. My car bit the dust. It’s pretty much on it’s last legs. I can drive it to town and back, but apparently it’s rusted out on the bottom so much that they wouldn’t even put it on a lift to change the oil. My brake lines are rusted and I’m told that I could risk losing one at any time. My gas tank leaks at the top cause it’s rusted so I can only fill it 1/2 full at a time and my ignition switch is broken so I tend to stall every now and then. I took it in this week to get the fuel tank fixed and the oil changed and the guy (a friend of ours) refused to do it cause the tank it worth more than the car itself and it’s not worth putting any money into. That, and it wasn’t safe to put on the lift.

I’m out of a car.

again.

I don’t know what I’m going to do now.. I have to get to brantford on the 26th somehow.

fuck.