It’s not even my car. It’s my roommates car. But I don’t have a car and I needed him to take me to go get drug tested. It’s for rehab… “don’t judge me, monkey.”

So anyway, when we’re on the way back, and the transmission decides to drop out. It’s an older model Beamer. Bright red. Not registered.

We pushed it into a neighborhood before the cops rolled up. Good thing, cuz they would take it.

I use my dad’s AAA to get it towed. My friend had a work meeting so he hopped in an Uber. He just called me and he’s locked out of the house… since I have his keys… waiting for the tow truck.

Welp… this is officially a disaster. At least it’s nice out. There’s a breeze. We’re still alive.