update:
the volvo has broken again.
the scene:
horseman, christopher, and i are making our way
to this Old Navy sale that jacko told us about-
fiddy percent off, yo!
so we are on Junipero Serra and all of a sudden
i feel a lurch and i go "did anyone else feel that?"
and no one did. but then when i begin to press on
the gas pedal, the car isn't accelerating.
and i see my speedometer slowly decreasing.
i can't get into the right lane/shoulder
so i'm about to make a left onto a less a crowded street
and then the '87 volvo dies....in the middle of the left turning lane.
so i try to restart the car...and nothing happens
and then after the 2nd try it starts to smell like explosion.
so i call the father, who calls the towtruck company
and we wait for mommapoppa to come save us.
so in the 45-minute stranded adventure, we browsed
through the volvo's CD collection (sisqo, unlabeled CDs, etc)
and endure the rolling-eyes of haters who have the go around me.
so eventually my parents come and then they tell me to switch cars with them...
so the tow-truck came and they still let us go shopping
bottom line.... old navy sale is the villain.
boo old navy except for their 12 dollar sweatshirts! holla.
out.
hopefully there's a new car on the horizon