Got into a car accident today.
During: I thought, I am dying, how odd.
I did not die. I have a nasty bruise on my leg.
It was not fun like the only other car accident that I had, ten years ago.
I have never been in the same room as an airbag until now.
The car is fucked.
This laptop that I'm typing on right now also did not die.
I am getting the nasty bruise on my leg checked out by a doctor in a little more than an hour.
It will be during my bedtime.
This is unfortunate. I could not get out of work tonight. Although I got the OK to show up a couple of hours late.
I hope I can walk. If not, I do not think I will be showing up a couple of hours late.
Gah, I do not like public transportation.
I am afraid of driving now though, so we must learn to love each other.
I do not think I want to drive again for the next one two three...rest of my life.
A car hit me while I was turning and then I hit a bus that was standing stationary at a bus stop. I will wait at this bus stop tomorrow for the bus. My roommate was in the bus at the time. I find this very amusing. He might as well. The bus got away on its own four wheels. I think I might need to make a bus my own personal vehicle. I would prefer it if the bus was my own personal jesus. But I would like it even more if it were my own personal pan pizza.
I would like to hear Eric Blair's Personal Pan Pizza song right now.