I never know what to write about for a post, so I guess I'll just write about my life and what happens during the day of each post. Right now, I'm writing for Friday. Not Saturday. Saturday will come later since it hasn't even happened yet.

On Friday, my sisters were over, and we went job searching because one of them is moving to the city that I'm living in. After job searching, Mallary, the sister who is moving here, had car troubles. One brake decided to lock up and not release; causing the brake to overheat and smoke and smell awful. We let the brake cool down, and then she left for home. She ended up texting a few minutes later to say that she had stopped at a local garage because the brake had begun smoking three times worse than it had been when we first noticed it. So, she had the brake replaced, and didn't get home until three or four hours after the time she had planned.

I dislike unexpected car troubles. Stress doesn't work well with my body. I just build up like a volcano, and then stress makes me burst all over the place. It's never a pretty sight. I should work on handling stress better. I'm just too tired right now.