What a weekend:
I have no cable TV
, so I'm left with only sixty books I've already read, and Neverwinter Nights
. I can't go much more than a week without The West Wing
and Inside The Actor's Studio
I wrecked my Honda
. My beloved car. My ride
. I went straight through a turn lane that only very recently became a turn lane, and plowed into a guy. I put a dent in his Explorer
, and totally fucked up the right front side of my Civic
. Thankfully my local friendly Progressive
agent was right in front of us when I tagged the guy, and he got us squared away right off. The cops and the guy I hit kept apologizing to me for the accident. I thought that was funny, because it was totally my fault. The guy I was on my way to meet felt bad because if I hadn't been meeting him, I wouldn't have gone out yesterday. But, whatever.
On the plus side, I got a lot of much needed sleep
, and I feel great even though I was in a pretty shitty accident. So, I think I'll just keep on truckin'