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All my bad karma is catching up with me this week. On the way to the dr's office, some crazy cunt ran me off the road. I had turned left out of my neighborhood and had to slow down unexpectedly because my tires were spinning out on the wet concrete. Apparently this pissed off the woman I turned in front of, because she sped up, rode my ass whilst honking her horn, and when I changed lanes to get out of her way, she swerved so violently toward me that she almost lost control of her own car. Flipping me off and yelling the whole time. I had to hit my breaks to avoid hitting her and when I did my car began to slide and I hit the curb going about 25mph. Totally fucked my wheel up. Hopefully I just need a new tire and a realignment. Hopefully.
Normally I'd say my patience for humanity is wearing thin, etc, but I actually feel alright in spite of this. I'm kinda pissed but there's nothing I can do. It would have been brilliant if she had wrecked, too. I would have beaten her ass until the cops got there. Fortunately for HER, I was too shocked to remember what kind of car she was in, much less get a plate number. :(
Also, my strep culture was negative at the dr. I had to go downstairs for a blood test and a second culture. Guess we'll find out what I'm dying of tomorrow, then. Weighed in at 151 lbs though. You know what that means? For the first time in 6 years, I weigh less than the weight on my driver's license. I WIN AT LIFE!!!
Oh, but because of the wreck, I didn't get to have lunch with dancer Ben before he caught a plane back to LA. Oh well.
Normally I'd say my patience for humanity is wearing thin, etc, but I actually feel alright in spite of this. I'm kinda pissed but there's nothing I can do. It would have been brilliant if she had wrecked, too. I would have beaten her ass until the cops got there. Fortunately for HER, I was too shocked to remember what kind of car she was in, much less get a plate number. :(
Also, my strep culture was negative at the dr. I had to go downstairs for a blood test and a second culture. Guess we'll find out what I'm dying of tomorrow, then. Weighed in at 151 lbs though. You know what that means? For the first time in 6 years, I weigh less than the weight on my driver's license. I WIN AT LIFE!!!
Oh, but because of the wreck, I didn't get to have lunch with dancer Ben before he caught a plane back to LA. Oh well.