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Saturday, January 18th, 2003
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1:49p - you lie! on ceti alpha 5 there was life, a fair chance!
hey there girls and boys. so the word on the street is, or should i say, rumor has it that someone is floating some cock and bull story about me getting hit by a car. and by "cock and bull," i mean "well, totally true." don't worry or anything, though, i'm fine. nothing's broken, maimed or beyond repair, *and* i get to be doped up, legally, no less. tons of people have been called or emailed or whatever, and that was kinda nice, you guys. really, i would have expected a collective sigh of relief that i wouldn't be attacking your inbox for four days straight... but anyway, this is what happened, in brief:
i was walking in the whole foods parking lot (in the crosswalk, godammit) and some hippie hit me with his white honda civic. he said he was going 20, the EMT said it was probably 30. also, the guy said "i just didn't see her," to which amber, who was there said "she's 6 feet tall and was wearing a red coat, you fuckwit." actually, the guy seemed really nice and he probably just wasn't paying attention or something. i don't actually remember getting hit by the car and they think maybe i passed out on impact, which is good, because i went limp and sustained REALLY minor injuries. like bruises. lumps. don't really feel like i got hit by a car. more like i ran a marathon. and fell down a couple of times. yeah, but that's it. again, i'm fine and i'm going back to work on tuesday. oh, and i broke the guy's windshield, how cool is that? and i'm totally drugged up, so if you talk to me and i seem out of sorts or kinda forget i talked to you before, that's why.
really the crappiest thing that came out of this was the part where they cut off my clothes in the er. i mean, godammit, do you know how hard it is for me to find pants?
and the best thing? well, since i've been out of work for three days or whatever, i've really caught up on rewatching every movie in my collection. i'd completely forgotten how glorious star trek two is. was. whatever. KHAAAAAAAAAAAN!!! now that needs to be a midnight movie.
"am i really an asshole because i didn't like amelie that much? am i really?"
current mood: high
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