Nothing at all.

My car is essentially a lost cause, with a blown gasket. The mechanic says I can drive it maybe up to three miles at a time, presuming I'm willing to get a constant faceful of exhaust fumes. No farther. So I still can get to places such as the store and work, at least till the end of October when my inspection expires. Obviously, with a wrecked muffler and exhaust feeding into the radiator, it's not going to pass. After that I'm going pedestrian.

Unfortunately, with a dental bill of $345 arriving in the mail today, I won't have much in the way of savings to get a new car for ages. I need to see if I can arrange to pay that in installments if at all possible. If not... Well, I'm righteously boned.

Meanwhile, my application for a credit card was rejected, so I have absolutely no fallback resources.

If I needed any proof whatsoever that effort and work mean nothing, this certainly is it. No matter how hard I try, I always end up back here, struggling to scrape together enough money to survive on a daily basis, and failing utterly to keep up with the bills and the necessities of life.

I don't know why I keep trying. I honestly don't. Trying just means failing, and failing is all I'm good at.