i drove my car to blockbuster to drop off boyz n the hood.
it did ok, other than the persistant beeping of the flashy red seat belt light, and the scraping of the car somewhere when i roll over a bump.

maybe i'll try to get it to take me to work.
even though the bus wasnt that bad.

work was weird.
i was expecting an ass-chewing,
but everyone was like.
"oh my god. are you ok? we thought you were dead."
"what happened anyway?"

you want sympathy and newly discovered friends?
go out and hit a car....