A quick look under the hood

I'm working on the new look of this very blog. It's in transition, and I'm realizing that I haven't done anything in such a long time that I've forgotten a lot of blog design stuff. As if I ever knew that much, anyway. So, yes, I know how ugly the erhu man picture is with that text across his face. I'm working on it. My poor computer has lost a lot of programs over the last year and a half.

Today I took my car to Little Rock to get a new radiator (would've done it in Conway, but it didn't work out). I hung out at the Starbucks on Chenal while I was waiting. It was a good thing for me to be alone and reading and journaling and thinking today. I've been having such a battle with apathy and not wanting to fight and grow and be transformed by the renewing of my mind. Sometimes, I'm afraid, it's so easy to just do whatever that it takes noticing bad habits over time to wake up. So, long and personal story short, the time in Starbucks was time well spent.

After that, Jenny picked me up and we went to McDonald's so I could eat lunch (I eat McDonald's now that I've lived in China...), and then to Park Plaza to walk around until my car was ready. At PP we went into A&F (which is not among my habits), and inside working was a girl we met at a party on New Year's. Small world. So we chatted for a few minutes, promised to Facebook friend each other, and then left. A jog through Romancing the Stone (which almost kills me now that I can read Chinese) and I got the call I was waiting for. Back to the mechanic, a quick but hefty debit card swipe, and I was on my way back to Conway with a shiny new radiator.

It's weird how I never noticed my temperature levels until my radiator started acting up. And then it's like that's all I could notice while I was driving. Watching a temp gague as awkwardly placed as the one in my car is far more distracting than texting, by the way. I'm so glad that my vehicle is in good working order once again. As Nick noted the other day, I drive more than most people. I ping-pong back and forth around central Arkansas like it's going out of style, and that's not a bad thing. I suppose that now that my car is healthy, I don't have to worry for a while, and I can get back to my regularly scheduled life. Whatever that looks like.

T