I am so fucking sick of this shit

[kellinator]

Just got a call from my mechanic. My car has blown a gasket. Between that, the catalytic converter that needs replacing, and the rotors my father's mechanic fucked up, I'm looking at something like $1500 to fix it. Which is probably more than the damn car is worth. Which means I have to decide if I want to blow the money I can't afford on fixing the car and hoping to get another year or two out of it, or if I want to hock my soul to get another car.

Michael does not want me to call my parents because he figures they will just verbally berate me some more, but I don't see that I have a choice.

I don't really know what else to say about any of this.

EDIT: Michael was right. I shouldn't have called home. I hate my parents. Sure enough, just as he said, it became my fault for not taking care of the car. Never mind that the oil was changed on time and the real problems started after my father's mechanic, who is a fucking idiot, worked on it. I hate my parents.

Comments

[the-yellow-king.livejournal.com]

You have as much choice as ladylabyrinth and I do with my Honda at this point - none.
Go to Carmax. See what you can finance. That's really about it.
Your parents will not really help you. Any help they provide will come with so many stipulations, belittlements, and problems that it will not be worth it.
A car loan is not bad; as a matter of fact, it's one of the better debts you can have. It will help your credit, assuming its paid on time.