I set out this morning with the idea that I was going to go and spend most of the day pulling up my new computer I new was waiting for me at the homestead (incidently, the one that I am writing from right now). But it seemed that the world and circumstance had a little bit more in store for me.

Driving down the highway at my usual speed, I suddenly realized that I was losing velocity. I slowed down and pulled off the side of the road. I turned off the car. I turned it back on... it wouldn't go. "Uh-oh" I thought. Strangely, I wasn't particularily worried. I popped the hood. I have to admit that it was more of an exercise than anything else, as I looked at it, I scanned briefly for any obvious rabbit damage (as rabbits had perviously had a habit of destroying my car) and then went back in my car.

I was playing around with my phone trying to decide what to do when suddenly I saw someone pulled off the side of the road ahead of me. "It would be cool if those people were coming to help me" I muttered to myself. To my surprise, they actually WERE there to help me. Two wholesome looking men got out of the car and started for my car. I got out and looked up at them.

"Hey, do you need some help?" they asked.

"I think I need a jump!" I said, because that's really all I knew how to do in this sort of situation.

They explained that the car they had was a rental and that they weren't sure if they could jump me, but they thought they might be able to take a look at the car. I popped the hood again and explained, rather ineptly, that my car, in short, had broken in a mysterious was and I had not idea what was going on. They hunkered down over it, looking for something that resembled a clue. They seemed just as perplexed as I was until they took a little bit of thread out of this part of my engine.

"Oh," said one guy.
"Uh-hunh."
"That would do it," the other replied, "This is a piece of your belt."

I asked them what that meant and they explained that the belt is the thing that makes your car run and that mine had, as it were, broken. Gr-reat. They offered to give me a lift, but I explained that I could probably reach someone. I thanked them for stopping and I they were on their way.

Meanwhile, I was still on the side of the road with nothing but a speeding cars, a stretch of highway and a rotting pronghorn corpse, picked for everything but its poor deflated skin that I passed as I walked up and down the hill. Well, a series of call followed, which I suppose I won't bore you with. My sister came and picked me up and my insurance got me a tow truck. We went together to a cool refreshing gas station and everything was well taken care of. Everyone was very nice. My car won't be fixed until Monday, but my dad came and got me, so in the end I got where I wanted to go (albeit in a rather unexpected way).

It's sort of strange, but I have to say that if I were to break down by the side of the road, that it was probably the best way that it could have possibly happened. Strange, isn't it?

Well, now I am at home playing with my brand new computer. I dubbed her Tulip and she does not write "pk! pk! pk!" in the middle of my entries. While I know I will miss Winsom when I finally fully disessemble him (that is my old labby) it is probably for the best. I can play music! I can type! I can actually carry my laptop away from its chord! It's going to be a lot to get used to. Vista, too. Apparently, it's trying to protect me from myself and not allow me to delete programs the old fashioned way (fi!), but it seems to be working okay.

Tommorow? Jinsy experiments with 'bamboo', the wacom tablet.

At least nothing horrible happened, I guess. If your car had spontaneously combusted it could've been a bit problematic.
» randomjunk on 2008-07-18 03:35:47

Def def def practice with the Bamboo. I named mine Sexay. LOL Not original but who cares? =P
Oh and in case you want to opencanvas with me, hit me up MSN: musikafria@hotmail.com
» frostbitten on 2008-07-18 07:12:41

so wait, you have a Tulip and a Bamboo?
» Zanzibar on 2008-07-19 03:16:38

Name.

URL.

[to enter your email, use "mailto:youremail@domain.com"]
Subject.

Comment.

Word verification.

Copy the first 4 characters only.

If you are a member, try logging in again or accessing this page here.