Not Such a Good Day

Today the car that I was planning on sleeping in when school started because I don't have an apartment yet broke and the lady who I was hoping to get an apartment from basically told me that she hates students and refuses to rent to them (or maybe just me). I think it may be a sign...

... and that sign says its time to buy an old el camino with gold fleck (bassboat style) paint and put those little fluffy yarn ball things around it and make it a lowrider with one of those hula ladys on the dash.