roger

took my car to get its brakes checked out yesterday...once again they don't need any work done...it's like the third time i've had 'em checked in the past couple years...but they'll keep squealing...and then they'll stop for a while and then they'll start squealing again...and i'm get paranoid 'cuz when i was younger i'd wait too long to service them and i'd have to replace the rotors and that's expensive as fuck...ah well...Mary Beth and i went to La Guadalupana later and i had something i didn't like so much...well, the last time i had goat tortas and they were really good and yesterday i ahd a goat something else of which name i forget and the goat was WAY stronger...it wasn't terrible, but it was pretty hard to eat...it made me sad...