Wasting money/time/words

I'm scared to mention it, but I'm keeping the run going... 19 days in, 19 blogs posted...

It was nice to have a beautiful, sunny day yesterday. I got close to almost convincing myself that it might soon, possibly, be Springtime. Then I foolishly looked at the weather forecast for the rest of the week and saw Grey British Greyness all round, so that punctured my mood as successfully as the poorly discarded screw punctured my front tyre last month.
Why are car parts so expensive? I guess it's because we have no choice but to buy them because we have no choice but to use our cars because our society is structured in a way that we simply have to be able to transport ourselves around in these things or we just can't exist. If I had my time over I would definitely get training in mechanics, or something else to do with automobiles, because it's a constant, never-ending moneyspinner. Actually, that's not true at all, I hate cars and I think the idea of working on them everyday for money would make me want to remove my own eyes with an Allen key. And I don't think knowing more about them would change anything. They would still be fault-obsessed, self-annihilating, wallet-emptying, shitbag buckets of metal that ruin the atmosphere and destroy the mental health of most of their owners.
Where the Hell am I going with all this?
Nowhere - but at least it's another blog written and posted, and on we plod towards Day 20....

RC 19-3-24