Subway, Eat Fresh. BLah BLah

Don't ask about the title it was a spur of the moment thing that have nothing to do with my day at all. SO, driving home last night I’m driving near water street on N Clairmont, and all of a fucken' sudden the computer screen in my car goes blank, and in red letters "Warning-Engine Failure" starts flashing. The car is rumbling, and the steering partially locks up and I’m freaking out because I’m slightly swerving, well enough to hear the tires slightly squealing. I pull over turn the car off, go check the engine and its components. Nothing wrong...anything, i get back in, start the car, nothings wrongs. WTF?! Why do I always have to get the possessed cars? I have bad car karma.

Man-No, really, MAN. I need a man, not a boy, not a guy, but a man. Responsible, knows what he wants in life, and a good job, good with kids, and easy on the eyes, preferably dark hair, nice lips. And Most importantly, can deal with my clumsy-accident-proaned-Ass, lol.