Ah. Automation. The governments answer to making life easier.
Easier for whom?
Me? Not so much.

I'm currently on hold with the DMV. Crappy muzak. A recorded message every 4 minutes.
I don't deal with the DMV unless I have to.
Today. I have to.
Grrr.

To top this off. I sent my car in to the shop.
My new to me car.
Because it sat for so long, some things need to be done to it.
I get that.
But I've got a feeling, they're blowing smoke at me about some of the repairs.

AHA! A person! Hang on.
Ok. 10 minutes on hold
5 minutes talking to the person for my questions.
Sounds like the Dr.s office.
But. Easy stuff for me to do.
And no hassle about being in another state.
Good.


I miss being back home though.
I could have just taken this car to my dad. Bat my eyes and say "Daddy. Fix it."
And dad would grouse, but he would tell me straight up what I needed for parts, and then proceed to fix it.
I'd help, or attempt to help. But he shoos me out of the way.
Apparently, girls aren't suppose to fix cars in dad's world.
I'm not going to argue with him.
He seems happy to be there, I'm leaving him be.

So. I'm making up a wish list of movies I want.
250 so far. And I'm sure there's more.
It's a strange thing. Me and my lists.
I make a lot of them.
Short term, long term goal lists.
Usually nothing too lofty.
Just things I would like.
I'm an under achiever.

I'm gonna go for now.
See ya soon
Ali
The Misfit Chick