so umm..
is today just the SHITTIEST POSSIBLE DAY IN THE HISTORY OF EXISTENCE?!

i skimmed over my friends list, and it seems that most people had a horrible day today. while that doesn't offer me any comfort, it does offer a sense of community. or not even that, i just don't feel so alone.

the day didn't start out as a total piece of shit. that at least is good. joy and i had a yummy breakfast at the wonderful morning glory in eugene, it's always wonderful to wake up next to her and roll around lazily and then mozy over to MG with mussed hair and eat yummy organic vegan food.

i had to leave shortly thereafter, much to both of our disappointments, so that i wouldn't be late for work. HAH. HAH HAH HAH. i laugh at that now. late for work, pshhh. it would be nice if i were just LATE. instead, i'm home, again. on a monday evening. my paychecks are going to be puny. though i've gotten over that. anyhow. on the way to the freeway i passed a huge, terrible accident. right at the intersection that we had driven through but an hour before. a school bus and van had collided, and there were three fire trucks. it was a horrendous sight. and it filled me with the dread that something was going to happen to my car, and i got very emotional and filled with sadness for the people involved in the accident, and hope that they were all OK, and relief that neither of us were in the accident.

the drive went well, until my check engine light came on. a little over a half hour south of oly. pulled off to the side of the road, the car died. i tried to restart it. it wouldn't go. i tried calling the emergency roadside assistance thing on my window sticker, but the number wasn't right. called work to tell them what happened, and my phone died. i then proceeded to freak.

ended up walking for a little while before somebody pulled over and gave me a ride to a gas station. then i called a tow truck, called joy collect to freak out over the phone and hear her voice and calm down a bit. the tow truck came, we went back to my car, he checked the oil.. the dip stick thing was dry. dry, dry, dry. which makes no sense because i got the oil changed a week and a half ago. how could it have burned so quickly? i think the oil change place fucked something up, but i have no way to prove anything, and i don't really care anymore.

blah blah blah more freaking out blah blah tow to olympia blah blah. my car is now sitting at the toyota dealership, having been diagnosed with a broken timing belt. and since i was going 75 mph when it broke, the people say there are probably some bent valves and proken pistons. estimate to fix: $2000+. parts would have to be ordered. it could take up to a month or two.

!#!*(&#*(!&#*)!&*!(&#)!&#!&#(*&$@(&$*@&$(@&&!!!!!!!!??!?!?!??!!<br /><br />more freaking, blah blah, called parents, blah blah. apparently joy had called her parents to tell them about things that have been going on with her work situation, and told them about what happened. blah blah blah talking blah blah blah, they're driving up here wednesday evening to let me borrow one of their cars.<br /><br />i haven't known these people for TWO MONTHS and they've adopted me. i'm still shocked, but i'm counting my blessings, and am extremely grateful. i'm probably going to end up buying the car from the, since they've been thinking about selling it. it would cost as much to buy their car as it would to fix mine, and i don't know if my piece of shit is dependable anymore, so i'm tempted to just leave it and see if anybody wants to buy it. maybe some mechanic somewhere. who knows. but i still have to pay it off. that's the shittiest part. and i missed yet another day of work.<br /><br />when it rains, it pours. and i never realized how dependent i am on my car until now, when i don't have one. but i'm riding into work tomorrow with my boss, and probably riding home with one of my students, then riding to an fro again wednesday with my boss, so things are alright.<br /><br />today sucked some serious shit. however, i am healthy, and i have a home, and i have a job, and i have wonderful people, and I'M okay. my car broke, not me. i don't live in the mid-west, my home wasn't torn apart by tornados. i'm not unemployed. i have so many things to be thankful for, and today humbled me a great deal.<br /><br />and it sucked, too.<br /><br />i'm going to clean some more.. and then call joy at 9. and then go to bed and fucking SLEEP. my eyes hurt, i cried a lot today. rawr. D:&lt;</div><br clear='all' /><hr width='100%' size='2' align='center' /><p align='center' class='lesstop'><b>(<a href='402337.html?mode=reply'>Post a new comment</a>)</b></p><form style='display: inline' method='post' action='/talkmulti.bml' name='multiform'><input type='hidden' name="ditemid" value="402337" /><input type='hidden' name="journal" value="carley" /><a name='t560545'></a><table width='100%' class='talk-comment'><tr><td rowspan='2'><img src='http://stat.livejournal.com/img/dot.gif' height='1' width='0'></td><td bgcolor='#a7c7e8' width='100%'><img align='left' hspace='3' src='http://userpic.livejournal.com/4612222/1000300' width='81' title='Alarel/Zombie/Omi/Nomi' alt='' height='97' /><font size='+1' face='Arial,Helvetica'><b>The General Suckiness of Your Day...</b></font> <br /><span class='ljuser' style='white-space:nowrap;'><a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=alarelkinn'><img src='http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='userinfo' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align:bottom;border:0;' /></a><a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/alarelkinn/'><b>alarelkinn</b></a></span> <br /><font size='-1'>2003-05-05 22:53</font> <font size='-1'>(<a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/carley/402337.html?thread=560545#t560545'>link</a>)</font> </td></tr><tr><td>{{{Snuggle}}}<br />Sorry about the shitty day, hon...<br />A Few Random Thoughts:<br />~Timing Belts ARE a pain in the A$$. I had to have mine replaced a year ago and it was REALLY expensive.<br />~That accident sounds really scary. I'm glad you are ok, and I hope that those people are ok as well...<br />~On the up-side, if you DO decide to scrap the car and buy Joy's parent's car, you COULD take your frustration out on the car by bashing it to smitherines... We used to do that as a stress-reliever during finals at College (we also used computers and threw them off balconies and such...), It feels OH-SO-GOOD.<br />~I'm so glad Joy's parent's adore you. They are so smart.<br />~YOU are so smart to realize all of the great things that you have going for you even though you had a royally crappy day. I'm amazed.<br />Love,<br />~me<p style='margin: 0.7em 0 0.2em 0'><font size='-2'>(<a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/carley/402337.html?replyto=560545'>Reply to this</a>) </font></p></td></tr></table> <hr /><p class='lesstop' align='center'><b>(<a href='402337.html?mode=reply'>Post a new comment</a>)</b></p></form> </td></tr></table> <!-- /body area --> </td></tr></table> </td></tr></table> </body></html>