when one thing screws up so will... I mean when it rains it pours.
Anyway, I should have seen this coming since our cars seem to get the same problems around the same time. As Kurt was driving to the transit center this morning his car stalled and died. He called me, I went to try to pick him up but my car, which had started once before, wouldn't start at all. So he walked home, then we walked back together to meet the tow truck. So both cars are out of commission for a little while.
The mechanic just called and it seems we may have a car back very soon. Yay! One working car will be nice.
In other news:
I feel weird. The other day I was looking at something and it had the word "woman" and suddenly I realized that I am almost an adult. On one hand I very much am not an adult: I still rely on my parents for money (a little) and I will be in school (please G*d) and I'm nowhere near any doing anything like getting a real job or having children. On the other hand, those real things are getting closer and if I get into school (please G*d) then Kurt and I will be financially independent.
Along those lines, children still scare me. They are loud and annoying and messy. I already am frustrated cleaning up after 4 adults, I wouldn't want to know what putting up with children is like. However, I find children less repulsive than I used to. I still have no clue around children I don't know, but I have enjoyed playing with my nephew, so I don't see liking children as an impossibility anymore. Anyway, that's all a good 8-10 years away, hopefully.
Which brings me to a question I've been thinking about, and, thus will write an informal poll about:
1. Do you want to have children?
2. If so, do they have to be (or do you strongly want them to be) biologically related to you? Why or why not?