car trouble last night has given me reason to take today to have the problem corrected. only now, my car's not doing anything that needs correcting. she thinks it's funny.

i've tried to describe the problem to mechanics, but they say, uniformly, that unless they can see the symptoms themselves, they cannot diagnose the problem. my car is not cooperating with me. she's trying to make a fool of me.

it's some sort of power game. she wants me to know that i'm at her mercy, and that it's actually she who owns me. she hates me.

that's what i get for giving her the name of a demon.