It's official, my car is dead dead dead. My mom had it taken up to Firestone today to have them do an engine diagnostic on it. The verdict? Needs a new engine. my 6 year old car needs a new engine. She didn't give me any specifics, but that was more than enough. *sigh* I hate the idea of having to continue paying for a car that has no possibility of running without several thousand dollars worth of work. The next step is to try and get my mom's car fixed since mine is an impossibility. If that doesn't work out, I guess it's time to start hunting for a new car for one of us. *shoots self in face* I blame Christof. He just can't stand seeing me cheerful for extended period of time and so he just HAS to find something to bring down my good mood. C'est la vie. So I continue paying for a car that I can't drive. No big change there. I just need to move past that pile of junk and figure out what to do next.