Either that or, you're about to get earwormed with something really big like Mandy or Afternoon Delight.

ita's lats two posts read like the kids who say teachers "gave" them an F. me=laughing.

I don't know either of those songs! Foiled!

me=laughing.

Hey, if you only have the resources to make a finite (and low) number of supermarket stops in a week, you do find yourself trading off money versus effort. And I have more money than energy, although I much prefer spending the latter.

I should not have read Sue's whitefont, for low I am earwormed with one of those songs. However, it at least is the one that makes me giggle thinking about a wee Jesse thinking it was about ice cream.

Foiled!

Damn!

I should not have read Sue's whitefont, for low I am earwormed with one of those songs.

HaHa! My cruel plan work, just not on the right person.

me=laughing.

reading that, I got earwormed with Laughing by the Guess Who (or was it Burton Cummings? I always get that wrong).

Also, I need Buffista-vice about buying a car. These are the issues

1. I have a 1997 neon which is hemorrhaging oil, the door doesn't work and I have no radio

2. I have no money and bad credit

3. In my city, I need a car to work and more importantly, get groceries

4. Right now I have about $2000 due to a fluke of tax refund and an unexpected windfall.

I can't decide whether or not I should

a) buy/lease a car that for at least 2 months out of the year it will kill me to pay for (I was approved for a loan)

b) put the $$$ in a savings account and drive this car until in runs no more, then deal with it

c) Take car to mechanics and get an estimate of how much it will be to fix everything, and do it (if less than $2000)

d) try to buy a crappy used car for $2000.

The thing is is that it is not at all important to me what kind of car I drive, what it looks like, etc. I would like it to be able, however, to drive 50 miles to my mother's without me worrying about it's death. So a new car is tempting, but perhaps not the right choice.

And now our stacks person has handed me pages ripped out of a book -- said pages are clearly made of pre 1850 paper, and some of it is in law French -- so I need to try and figure out wherefrom they were ripped.

And if I find the person who did this, I will rip into him/her...

Holy crap. Stuff like that makes me despair of any hope for humankind... When you find them, let me know first so I can bring some chains, crowbars, nopales, and other implements of divine justice.

I'd do a modified combo of abc . Find out from the mechanic how terminal it really is and what you can do cheaply to limp it along to a certain deadline, at which point you plan to buy a gently used reliable car. Hopefully try throwing some more money towards saving a little more for the new car in the interim.

I say this as someone who still stubbornly drives them into the ground.