Personal Happenings
Let's see how well I remember feigning optimism and Live Journal-centric writing!

Today I went to some junkyards looking to find parts for an '86 Parisienne I'm trying to fix.

Go to this place called U-Pull-It in Chicago Heights. It's a smaller independent operation and prices are cheap so I go there when I can, but unfortunately they did not have any cars I could use. On the bright side, though, it seems like they might be run by some type of syndicate.

So then I drive to Pick-n-Pull, the local chain yard in Hammond, and see that today, and for the next two, everything is half price. Plus a guy at the entrance is selling tamales and deep fried pancakes. Got a fuckload of Parisienne parts from a car that I know has been there awhile but never noticed.

And there was this Caprice with perfect fenders I was looking at earlier in the day that caught the eye of some kids later on. I walked back around to it from another section, and they had appeared and were trying to get a fender off, as well as wanted to use some of my tools. These delusional optimists had four bolts off and thought the whole thing was almost loose. When I told them how many others needed to be gone before it would move, they seemed discouraged.

The yard ended up closing around that time anyway so the kids didn't have a chance get anything out. If I don't fall asleep in the bathroom tomorrow morning I can get out earlier, and those greasy little hands won't get a chance to fuck with any of my future shit.

There are two local New Year parties I'd like to go to, plus a few in the city - so I'm unsure of what to do with that.

Hopefully time will bring clarity, and not confusion or STDs.