I've got good news and bad news today.
The good news is that I called up my original oral surgeon and they took pity on me. They'll rip out my Wisdom teeth and allow me to pay them five installments of $255.00 each. So, while I'm still pissed off about having to pay at all (thanks a lot you greedy insurance bastards!) I'm pretty happy that the procedure will be done.
The bad news is that last night on my way home from the job that provides the craptacular insurance, my '91 Mazda two-tone pickup truck started to die a little.
Now, the Garden State Parkway is stretch of road that goes from North Jersey to South Jersey and is filled with speeders, cell phone users, non-signalers, New Yorkers, and dare I say it, in general, jackassalopes. It's a dangerous place to drive when it's daylight, with good weather, and a stable car.
Last night it was dark, rainy, and all of a sudden my little truck started to make this weird gasping sound and jerking motion. I made it home and immediately consumed a bottle wine to calm my nerves but today I have to take it somewhere to be looked at. Ugh.
Not looking forward to it. Money doesn't grow on trees and I'm hoping that whatever they have to do to it won't cost me a lot. Pray with me.
As a side note, I'd like to make a movie recommendation. Last night we watched American Splendor and perhaps it was all the wine I'd had, but I really loved it. Everyone should go out and rent it today.
That is all.