Everything I Own is Broken

As you all know, my beloved dinosaur of a laptop decided to go into a coma last week. Since I am THE ELAL, have no money, and am generally the unluckiest person alive, it would only stand to reason that more of my shit would break.

German Lightening won't start. Again. At first I chalked it up to the bitterly cold weather we had last week, but I've tried her constantly and the general consensus is "Nien." I think this time it's her starter. I love my car, but seriously. Come on. You're not that old, GL. And by college kid standards, you're a nice car. All my friends drive POS vehicles that work on a consistent basis. Why can't you?

Secondly, the other day I was walking on our icy (and AGAIN unsalted) campus when my bald-treaded moccasins gave out and I went flying. This time there were plenty of students about to laugh at my misfortune. The best part about this wipe out is that I was eating a sausage the roommate's butcher dad sent us. I'll admit it, Ranch Kid, they're not real shoes.