God Hated Me

I wrote that I went to the sheriff and before I crossed the street I entered a county office and asked where the police were.  They directed me there.  I drove there and made a report.  I then drove out of town.  I had sent and received word back from Whit and Dew bout the party in Sac.  I resolved to buy beer when I got gas.  I made good time to Garberville. I pulled into Chevron in the middle of twn and got gas.  I bought some beer.  The car then wouldn’t start.  This had been a problem at another point in time but this time it was different.  I walked around and waited moments later the gas truck driver that had been behind me yelled at me from across the street.  He needed to get out.

I moved the car with him and some random guy and then told CHP that I had left the car next to his in a handicap spot until I figured out the problem.  I walked to a place called B+B and spoke to a customer and an employee.  Blain the boss was out.  The customer Rod told me he could help.

Looking at the problem I began to realize it was not a quick fix.  Rod suggested I get some starter fluid.  We tried this and it was not getting fuel.

He helped me move the car and I gave him a five.  We walked to B+B and I asked about my options and said that I would not get far with a dead fuel pump.  Using their directions I found an internet place and called a rental car and a Chevy place.  Don said he was going to lunch.  We had to wait and he also told me about the Redway option for the fixit.  He quoted me a price.

I met a bunch of dogs and a casual laborer.  Dave, the driver, and I left too late for me to make it to the rental place.  We talked a bit and he took some calls.  I had a bunch of calls from people.  Ben said that god hated me.  Dave unloaded the car and I looked for the rental office but they weren’t there.  I dropped the keys, texted the party in Sacramento and then walked to Ukiah town center.  I called a Uhaul place that was closed and passed another one that had closed only moments before I arrived.

I continued on state until I found the town center and a bank.  I looked at the Economy Motel and later checked in.  I went to the Mexican place and had fish tacos and then to the bar for a beer and then I went to the brewery.  I read my book and went to sleep.

The morning of the day that I wrote this I started my new book and then I fell asleep.  I got woken up by the Chevy place and they said to wait.  I got up at around 1030 and went to an internet café and breakfast at Schatt’s.  When the shop gave me the cost I called home to check on what to do.  Mom told me that one of my cousin’s had died and that he was at church.  I texted him the shop’s number and then I went to the internet spot.

I had a hard time determining whether to go to the shop or to the bus but later after a taxi ride and a long wait I found myself on the bus with a text from dad that things were ok.  The grayhound left me in a location way far away from the Santa Rosa bus station and I had to catch another bus to get to it.  I wandered around the town pissed for a long while and then boarded a 101 bus for SF.

This is a hybrid series that is strait from my notebook as my Notebook Analysis is but also chronicles my life at regular intervals like the Memo series.  It is essentially meant to be a retrospective of what I have written and experienced developed from my notebook pages.