4/1/2011

Isn’t it just like the friggin’ universe? As soon as you pay off a car, WHAM, some dumb bitch in a Utility Truck smashes the crap out of it. No, no, I'm fine, don't worry. Just a bit bruised up. What is bugging me most is the double vision, splitting headache, and almost continuous vomiting. Hang on, gotta puke again. Ugh, that’s better. Here’s the story, as I was coming back from Cabela’s last night, I decided to stop at the McDonald’s on Western Center. With burger in hand, I pulled back out onto the service road to head south again. As I'm going through the intersection, this dumb bitch, texting her friends while driving, runs the red light and plows into the side of Ms. Clio. Looking at the tire marks, I must have gone around five times before coming to a stop practically wrapped around the concrete bridge support. It didn't spill my drink though, so I've got that going for me. While waiting for the fire department to cut me out of the car, I finished my sammich... of course that was the first thing to get Ralphed up. They wanted me to go to the hospital but I said, “Naw, just set that leg with a splint, it’ll be fine.” It is a bit tender, especially where they had to stitch up the hole that the bone was poking out of, but I'm getting around fine. I had them tow the car to the shop so John and I can scavenge the good parts before sending it to the crusher. I guess we’ll be working on that tomorrow... if I can stay conscious that long. I've been dozing off intermittently all morning. Oops, gotta go fly a quick mission over the Dresden Porcelain Works. Be right back. Hmm, that was interesting. I've never seen that much blood in one pooping. Psh, it’s probably nothing. The light-headedness is easing the headache slightly. Damn it, somone just shut off the light above my desk. Hang on, let me hobble down the hall and turn that back on. OK, that’s weird, the light IS on. I guess the bulb burned out. No, if I look right at it it is obviously on. Hmm, I wonder why it suddenly got so dark in here. Odd. Crap, is it getting colder in here? Ouch! I just pulled on that pull-over jacket thingy I keep at my desk and it hurt like a bastard lifting my arms over my head. Oh, I'll bet that loud POP before I passed out just then was my shoulder going back into its socket. That makes sense. Feels a lot better now too. There we go, I can feel my fingers again... and they are turning back to their normal color. The dark blue-black was really clashing with my outfit. Well, the dancing panda and singing unicorn want me to come with them to meet the goblin king. I'd better call this a rant for the week. Well, a berry very heaveh, aah, heavy do it bird-tation tonight. We had a very dares, dares son, but ‘n’ let’s go hit Tarish taze English for the bit. Behead da Pitt.