bloody hell

I was sitting at the stop light minding my own business when my truck decided to stop working.  It's currently at Firestone, which will run the diagnostic and report to me in the morning.  What shit.  Things have been going way too well lately.  I should have seen this one coming.  I know she's 12 years old with 150,000 miles on her, but I still expect her to run.  What shit.  I know I said that already.  I'll say it again.  I'm going to have to carpool now.  Chris usually goes to work about 9:30 or so and now he's going to have to get me to work at 8:00 a.m...and he's serious about getting me there on time.  I'm not serious about getting me there on time, but I don't think it matters.  

We should have registered at the car dealership.  Man.  What shit...