First Day Failboat
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Yes, that is how my day went yesterday. Today, debatably, is not much better, but at least it's my own fault instead of everyone else being stupid and frustrating and GRAWGER.
Pervy? Compiling the heroines_fest's prompt list was the best thing I did all day. Seriously. Bright shiny beacon. Just to put things in perspective.
First, ends up there are no bike paths or sidewalks on the major streets I have to cross/bike along on the way to school. I felt like a pedestrian in Death Race 2000. 'FIFTY POINTS'. A little old lady nearly ran me over on the cross walk, I got honked out when I crossed on my walk, etc etc, normal stupid whatever.
Then my physics professor never showed.
My computer will not, for any discernable reason the IT guys can find, get on the internet.
Some dick on a skateboard bowled me over, sent my netbook flying, shook the wi-fi card loose so it only works on very rare occassions sitting very still, blank screens occassionally, and it has a giant gash out of it.
This is when my asprin wore off and my assorted 'OH GOD, OW's from starting a sport I haven't breathed on since I was like, 12, comes back. And then I get to sit through math.
My math class requires me to have regular access to the internet and a computer.
It was 107 degrees yesterday and I figured out as soon as I crossed from campus that my back tire was flat. I don't mean squishy. I mean flat.
I hauled my black metal bike over 20 blocks home when I hurt so bad I was crying.
My fucking bike DOES NOT FIT IN MY CAR.
It took me 45 minutes to come to that conclusion.
I hurt too badly to go to practice.
I finally found a decent laptop that didn't have primary component parts designed to clog-up, slow down, and drive me to madness in a year, but it cost 1400$.
... The ice cream cone I bought myself from McDonalds fell in my lap on the way home.
LESSONS LEARNED:
I need walking shoes when I bike. Flip Flops are fine when it works, but a bitch when it doesn't.
Laptop alway is immediately returned to back-pack. I don't care if I'm walking 1000 feet. IN THE BAG.
McDonalds hates me.