New hitch in my plans: on my way to House of Fins today, my car keeled over. More specifically, should anyone care, the belt that controls the water pump - and thus the cooling system, as well as the power steering - turned into a big garbled mess, complete with smoke and burnt rubber.
Fortunately, there's a place across the street from HOF that specializes in European cars. Unfortunately, they're not open 'til Monday.
In other news, the sports bar next to HOF, which we ("we" consiting of Kristina and her friend Edmund and I) were stuck in for 2 hours, is easily the biggest dive in all of Greenwich. Their personal pizzas are tasty, though.
Anyway, hopefully, they'll be able to fix said car quickly and won't need to order any special parts or whatnot. *crosses fingers* If they can't fix it before Friday, I won't be able to make it to the meeting.
I'll update later in the week when I have a better idea on the whole car-fixing thing. Who knows. Maybe I'll get lucky and it will only need a new belt and they'll have it right on hand.
My brain hurts. It's been a long day