my car blew up

or rather, my car ceased to engage in it's controled mini-explosions
when i tried to take it down to pittsburgh this weekend.

i failed to deliver my friend, rebecca, to her sister. :(

i blame the bastards who i got one of those "quick oil changes" from.
i know. i know. but time was running short and i really wanted to
get it done before the trip... so i had it done thursday morning...
even drove 100+ miles before setting out on my pgh trip just to make
sure that everything was running okay.

appearantly, it wasn't.

so tomorrow morning (after pickup of other friends at airport) i will
drop myself off at the local VW dealership
(current location of my poor '94 VW Golf) and deal with perhaps
finding fault with said "oil change" and making them pay for _everything_

ugh. i'll keep ya updated.