White Horse

I painted this in my sketchbook at work on Wednesday.


I was stuck at home yesterday before work, so I didn't do anything interesting.
Mike's toyota was getting a tune up, (so it doesn't stall anymore!) and smogged.


I dreamed that I was hanging around with a friend, and we were going some place. I accidentally started up the TA, and because I wasn't sure if I could ever get it to run again, I told her I had to go to the mechanic instead of hanging out.
When I got there somebody was working on a motorcycle, and started it up and blew exhaust in my face. When I described the car's problem, _____ criticized me for being ungrateful and said maybe he should take the car from me because at least HE appreciated it.

Later I dreamed I was with other friends at the grade school. We were using a classroom for a meeting. I was making a mess, writing on the chalkboard and snooping in the coat closet to see what was in there, and there were books and rats, and it was dark.


I've been making up every excuse not to see Don (the mechanic) about the GTA, mostly because I have been in a rotten mood, and that won't help.
I haven't even tried to start it in at least 2 weeks now. I'm afraid because it feels like it's going to sieze up at any time. I don't want to do a leakdown test myself, because if it DOES have a leak, I'm afraid I'll make a bigger mess.

If I use my favorite carrier, it's $60 to tow it there.

Today, I think I'll stop by...
At least, I know I'll see some interesting cars there!