I'm in Trouble...

Okay so today is Monday, when was the last time I posted on here? Couldn't been more than a couple days ago...

Oh, dicks. Also, I just noticed, it was Tuesday.
That post is funnier to me now.

Well shit. Well then I didn't do anything today besides go to work. Might as well run down the Toronto Breakdown story of last weekend as I seem to have neglected to write that one.

So last Friday I was off to see Toby at the University of Toronto where he was taking Latin classes. I got in me Jeep and bolted North for the border with a few hundred bucks and a full tank of gas. I filled up in Buffalo since I did not want to buy gas at Canadian prices. Gave Toby and me Mum a call since phone calls would cost a fortune in good ol' Canadaland. Then I crossed the border with practically no fuss other than the traffic jam leading up to it.

Anywho. I get across the border in my car which I might note has yet to have a single mechanical problem since I bought the thing. Then suddenly the car yanked back hard which sent my check engine light into on mode. This is by the way is when I learned where that light is on my dash. It decided to do this when I was halfway between the border and Toronto. I was in an interesting spot as I know nothing about car repair and my phone was useless. So I decided to make the thing take me to Toronto and after a few stalls on the highway and several shitty shifts I got the thing parked in a parking garage in the heart of Toronto.

I found Toby at a local Tim Hortons and made a blog post about the goings on. After deliberating with family for some time and trying a few suggested minor fixes over the phone, my Uncle who lives 4 hours away in Michigan decided to just drive over and fix it. This made a lot of sense since:

A) I don't know a transfer case from a smoked trout.

 B) If it was a transmission problem my wallet would most likely get butt fucked by a Canadian mechanic.

C) My Uncle is just a nice guy like that.

So I had to stay an extra night at Tobes and me Uncle came up Sunday. Toby by the way, just brilliant through this whole thing. We walked probably 20 miles over the course of the weekend to find parts and such and he was just 100% positivity the whole way. I began to think of how to repay him.

My Uncle arrived and we escorted the Jeep out of the inner city to end the parking garage fees which were piling at that point. Found an auto parts center on the edge of town and my Uncle, Toby and I worked on the thing for about six hours in a Staples parking lot. Turns out the transfer case was low on fluid and the computer sent out the error code to throw the car into what my Uncle affectionately calls "limpdick mode". We put fluid in and cleared the codes with a good old fashioned unplug the battery and go get some lunch maneuver. After lunch and some more mechanic-ing my Uncle asked me to go get a Coke at the Canadian Tire down the road. I got in his Ford Focus and I began to think back on how to repay good old Toby. Thats when I ran over Toby's laptop with a car.

I feel like I should back up and repeat that bit. It bears repeating if only to cleanse the bad karma. I, Tyler Beaulieu, took a Ford Focus and drove it over a laptop owned by Toby Hrynick, longtime friend of Tyler Beaulieu who has done nothing but help Tyler throughout this weekend, destroying said laptop's monitor and rendering it useless. Worst of all, Toby wasn't even mad about it. Kept saying it was his own fault for putting it there. Well at least he can retrieve the data, those Thinkpads are pretty tough. The thing looked untouched until we turned on the monitor. He should be able to plug an external in until he gets a new one.

In the meantime the Jeep is running and got me back to good ol' 'merica in one piece.

Also if you want to know why I kept forgetting to post for a week, well...

All 20 episodes in like 3 days with work.
Winter is coming boys.