November 11th, 2006

marc - goofing off

on dating a dj

itunes has a weird way of recommending the same music for me that marc does. I don't even download much electronic music at all... I tend to buy really ambient trance sort of stuff when I go that direction, and most of the time I'm logging into itunes to download college rock, soft vocal night music, the occasional party hip hop, stuff like that. Then I log on and they're like, "We think you'd like thievery corporation"... what the hell? Or today, it was Satellite by Ocean Lab, which marc plays ALL THE TIME. They find weird remixes of 70s songs that he's already got for me, bouncy dancy big house that he throws into mixes, you name it.

I don't really have anything like that on my laptop because it's on his, and it's everywhere in my car. before marc was around I'd make CDs for major roadtrips or seasons, and keep them nicely labeled and organized in a little holder. marc makes CDs for stuff like going to walgreens or the east side of town. so they're everywhere, and I try to enforce the "everything needs a label" rule but it doesn't always happen. So for a while there I was afraid that my music would be overshadowed and under played, because even though it's a huge thing in my life, it's even bigger in his. I introduce him to bands now and then but he's shown me fifty times more. I've never dated anyone like this, who really effected what I listen to or changed me. I mean, you always have your music in relationships (if it's a real relationship), but marc brought his own universe to this one. it makes everything I listened to for other people seem blurry.

in other news... I'm thinking about work. my mind was In It friday when I left at five and I'm tempted to go in and finish stuff up, because I can't put it down, I hate that. Usually I struggle with projects I'm doing at home, and I have to try not to think about them at work, and now it's reversed. This is what programming does to me, every single time, go figure.
planet

I think the car bastards took advantage of me

freaking jiffy lube guys.

I took my car in to get the oil changed, and the guy comes out to tell me my radiator fluid should have been flushed like a million years ago, it looks horrible and I'm going to kill my car. Probably true. I've never had the radiator fluid flushed, I'm embarrassed to say, and I knew I'd done a bad thing, so I was like, sure, whatever, do it.

THEN he tells me I've never had my fuel filter changed, either. and I'm like, "fuel filter, fuel filter... um, are you sure?" he's says he's definitely sure, the original one is still in there and it's rusty and it's also going to kill my car too. and I already felt guilty about the radiator fluid thing so I was like, okay, fine, change that too.

but sitting there in the store I felt weird about it, so I grabbed the phone book and called the firestone across town where I used to get a lot of my car work done... it's by where I work. And they looked me up in the computer and confirmed that I'd had a fuel filter change a little over a year ago. It's been about 25,000 miles, and I'm supposed to get a new one every 30,000, so I *might* be getting close to due for one but I certainly don't have the original in there.

So I walk out and yell at the jiffy lube guys and they say that they already changed the filter, so it's kind of late to complain about it now, and that they're sure my old one was original, so the firestone guys lied to me and never changed it in the first place.

WTF?

so I planned to spend like $30 on my car today and ended up spending $200.

looking back I should have told them to put the old fuel filter in. because, for some reason, I sort of trust the firestone guys, I can't believe they'd charge me $70 to change a fuel filter and then flat out not do it, what the hell is that? or I should have asked to see my old fuel filter. or I should have... done something.

oh, and get this, the guy at the counter today even had the nerve to ask me if I "had a boyfriend to take care of this car stuff" I was like, "he's changed my oil and everything but he works a lot of hours, I don't want to bug him with stuff like this." am I losing my edge or what? ten minutes later, all the right responses were in my head... Are you implying that I need a man to take care of my "car stuff"? Do you intend to give me a discount or just hit on me? I sure as hell hope you're going to ask that guy over there if he's got a girlfriend to take care of his car stuff.

they also said my battery was dead, and offered to sell me a new one. I've never had trouble with my battery. I told them to shove it.

they got me with that radiator fluid thing, that's the tricky part! got me feeling guilty and then I felt trapped and inadequate. bastards. oh well, I haven't let mechanics take me for a ride for a long time, I guess it was overdue.
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