My dad's passed away

In the vein of the internet... I've decided to post it, as the news came in. Perhaps out of therapy, or some such.

But, yea, the title says it all.

The Car

Ok.

So my Sirrius radio hasn't been working since, what, January? Well, I finally go to the guys in Roseville to have them take a look. As it turns out, they claim it's a manufacturer problem and will be giving me a new device at the end of this month, or next, whenever that firmware update, or what not, comes out.

Cool.

So I point to the passenger-side window roll-down button, and how it's all foobared.. and they're like: oh, sure, we'll fix that too.


And an iPod adapter?

Well, you pay for the hardware, we'll cover labour.

Hm.

So, mental note, bring in all of my invoices from diagnosing the "battery" problem to have them cut me a check for that.


And then yesterday, my Cellphone's out of batteries.. so I whip out my car charger and put it in... and it doesn't light up, or start to charge. Odd... so I put in the cigarette thing.. but it never pops out, so I have to dig it out with my nails.. but it's not even warm -- even after 30 minutes of sitting in..

So now I'm like: WTF???!!!!


I'm assuming this part has to be under a one year warrantee, at least... so back to the dealership in Stockton..

Sigh.

And what's so weird, is that it was working a week ago. And I watched what the guys in Roseville did to check out my car radio and I didn't see them do anything whack, soo...


Double-sigh.

And with my whack travel schedule for the next week...

I guess it'll be another 3-4 weeks until I can get the time to get it fixed.

Quizno's is Gross

I had a late lunch today and I'm suffering, as a result.

Quizno's is Gross.

I ordered a roast beef sammich with cheddar cheese, no mayo, with mustard. Yes veggies plz.

And for some reason, it came out burnt to a crisp (with blackened edges that cut the inside of my mouth) and just generally had some "quizno's grossness" film to it. You know what it is, that feeling that all Quizno's sammiches, regardless of what you order , manage to taste exactly the same...

Maybe the ovens drop something on them...

Maybe it's the fact the meats lie in some old, rotting, juice all day and just get "soggy" (moldy?)

Regardless. It's gross.



I should've driven the extra 3 blocks to Subway.

Donna D. Dead

My roller skates have arrived!!!!

They are the Reidell Wickeds.. white.. with blue wheels, of course!


Now to get home, try them on, and burn around the house to break them in. ;)


The team's looking to make me one of their Jammers, which is super cool. Now to pwn n00bs on wheels!


Speaking of wheels...

My car drama continues.

The Mercedes dealership has successfully resolved all outstanding issues. I now have a fantastic interior.. well, insofar as it involves them.

The Roseville sound people, on the other hand, still have things all sorts of F^$%#@ up. The satellite doesn't work (again). And I just noticed that the button that the passenger uses to lower the window is like... really low... that is, it's "sunk" down inside the wood trim that the sound people had to replace (because they broke the previous wood trim. Yes, the only thing that kept me from committing murder was Systema breathing.. and the fact blood would tarnish my car's interior leather).

So I'm conflicted.

Do I go back to them to have them fix things for free... or, do I just go to my Dealership and pay for them to do it? I'm even considering asking them to refer me to a sound person that they recommend, who specializes in Mercedes sound.

Why?

Well, because, I'm very tired of the Roseville people putzing around with my cars electronics and generally making a mess of things.

It's a radio for goodness sake.

A.


RADIO!!!!!!!!!


*breathe*

Ok. I need a massage.

Roller Derby, it begins!

RARRRR!!! So I did my try-out thingie yesterday and did well -- they're looking forward to seeing me at the next practices. Woo! :D

One of the girls was all, "Donna the Dead?"

And I'm like, "Oh la la..."

And the best part -- it's not taken!!!

So now it's time to get myself some cool-@$$ skates and some indoor (for bouts/training) and outdoor (practice) wheels.

FTW!

P.S. Played past that Phoenix Wright part and I'm insisting that the implication of the cup and what hand he used to pick it up is still faulty. I often don't pick up my coffee cups by the handle. Meh!

Switcher

Ok, so you might've noticed the Ron Paul widget gone from the side of the blog. Yeah, it's sad, but true... The Republicans now officially, "Scare the living daylights out of me" but I still think Hillary is, "F*kin' Crazy". Sooo... here's rooting for the last states in the Union steppin' up...

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