Moving along

My car died. The mechanic my sister relies on actually isn't very reliable, and has ignored numerous calls from my mother to schedule a time when he can work on my car. I will always love my Eagle Talon as it was my first car. However, because of the sudden breakdown and numerous major things wrong with it, I can't put anymore money into it. Now that I'm working, I can't wait for some slack mechanic to decide if he wants to work on the Talon. It's more appealing to find another used or certified pre-owned car, and I assume that I will be searching for one this weekend. I'm holding out on that bum keeping his ass wherever he dwells during the day.