blahI was driving around with Ashley tonight. We were looking for a Mexican restaurant that was open late so we could get our taco cravings squelched. We stopped at the Azteca in Burien, got out of the car, but they had just closed. Trying not to be discouraged, we walked back to my car. But when I tried to start it, it wouldn't start. We ended up calling my Dad, he came out and tried to help us but to no avail. The car is still in the Azteca parking lot and my dad drove Ashley and I to our respective houses.
I hate cars. I don't have to work tomorrow, so I'm going to have to go back tomorrow and recover my car, but I'm not sure what I'm going to do beyond that. I guess I have to tow it somewhere.
