This morning, Friday Morning, I was driving down the highway on my way to school, and I realized I was about to encounter an "exit only lane", so I scooch over to the next lane, which has my exit coming up, and this asshole next to me cuts me off from the other side, and cause me to slam front first into the dividing median, going about 40 mph. He of course, probably just laughed, called me a "woman driver" and went on his merry asshole way.

I was smart enough to atleast pull to the right side a bit, so it only caught my left headlight and ended up shredding my front left tire, but I was also trapped in the car, because of the accident I had earlier. That lovely wreck ended upwith all the passenger doors un-open-able. So I am freaking out like a bird in a box because I am pressed against a wall on the left, and the doors don't work on the right. I was hysterical, beating on the windows with an absolutely panicked look on my face, and of course no one stopped, but I got a few weird looks.

I calmed down for a second and took a minute to breathe, then started my car, and pulled forward and to theleft so that I could open my drivers side door. That was when I started hearing the grinding of the rim of my tire... That is a sound I will never forget.

When I finally got out of the car, I inspected my car, noting that the headlight was destroyed, almost to the point of non existance. My tire was completely shredded because there was glass all overthe barrels in the median. There is also a piece of what I guess would call engine sheilds that go around a tire. Think of the tire on a car, then look inside it and above the tire, there is a piece of metal or plastic that catches all the mud and dirt so that it doesn't get sucked into the engine block. That part is actually very nearly pressing onto the flat tire itself, which means that it will have to be banged out before I can think about replacing the tire. I had my car towed off the freeway to my house, payed the tow truck guy 160 bux, and woke up my sleeping boyfriend.

The thing I am amazed about with all the commotion, is how the darn tow truck got there so fast... It seemed no more than 2 minutes, I hit, got out, went to my trunk to see if I had a spare, and he had just magically appeared infront of my car, without me even noticing him even pulling up! Either way, the guy was really nice about it. There was a cop car, who asked what happened, and then said I look to be fine and didn't write up a report. There was even an ambulance! The medic guy was kind of hott I must admit. All three of them were quite gorgeous.

The crazy thing is, in the first accident, I wasn't hurt at all, but I had fallen the next day and bruised both my shins and knees really badly, and I had a limp for a few days. This accident, I have a scraped thumb nuckle, a HUGE goose-egg on my left forearm (that hurts like a bitch when I even put the tiniest bit of pressure on it) and a small scrap on my wrist that has already gone away. Granted, I am glad that nothing else was hurt (or so I think at the moment), but I am surprised at the impact of the type of accidents seen on shows like Grey's Anatomy and ER. There are patients that go in there with massive head trauma, what kind of accident were they in to cause that much damage?! Maybe its just the TV Drama scenario, where everything is overly too dramatic.

Well, I am writing this from the computer at my work, where I am hosting an all-night gaming/Lan party. Basically, kids come in and pay 22.50 for a free pizza buffet and the ability to play endless computer/xbox/ps2 games from 10pm till 7am.


gotta go for a bit will chekc back later!