whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

so i ordered some parts for my vehicle, in order to make it sound and safe for cross country travel. i recieved one today, and the news that my OTHER PART HAS BEEN EXPLODED IN A UPS PLACE CRASH. oh goody! more waiting. at least i ordered another one, but goddamn man. all im trying to do is leave this place, and shit just keeps getting in my way. is there some sort of secret society dedicated to cockblocking my every task? it feels that way sometimes. one more week of fiberglass, drudgery, and dead relationships. send me your good karma, i need a little boost.