I was thinking about this. I have wanted Richard to post about the accident all day. The hard part is that there really wasn’t much of a ‘blow by blow’.

We had just finished our errands up with a celebratory lunch at the Corner Bakery. We always get lunch after a grueling day of household shopping. Target is soo exhausting… So since it was a bit early to be heading home, I suggested a leisurely drive to the beach and look at the ocean in the new car. We took the 8 west to Ocean Beach. That was apparently the big mistake. 2 blocks later we were cruising down Sea Cliffs Road (or blvd. or st.) it was fairly bumber to bumper traffic, but moving along. We both saw her coming towards us in the opposite direction. She appeared to be looking up at something, paying no attention to her surroundings, and was veering out of her lane into ours (direct quote “the fucking hoor”). Richard honked, but she kept coming. It was a two lane road and the curb was lined with parked cars. Richard had no way to avoid her. She hit us and dragged her car the full length of Richard’s car. The sound of it was unreal. The scraping and crunching of the metal. We weren’t jarred really, but the poor car. The bystanders were shocked. It was almost comical to see their faces of sympathy. All she could (and would) say was “I am sorry”. Info was exchanged. Calls were made. The drama. She was, of course, a tourist. El Cheapo Insurance is the company that holds her policy. Of course.

Two side panels and the entire door will need to be replaced. Not to mention the rear rim, which was scratched pretty bad. I know this because as soon as we were done ‘at the scene’ Richard drove directly to the VW dealer for a body estimate. Poor guy. He had had the car for exactly 2 days. Early this morning he had just switched over his insurance, thank gawd.

I feel so bad for my boo.

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shocked

I totally recorded a podcast today with my iPod. I was on my way home from work, and as I drove I talked about my weekend, I bitched about work, and just chatted. I think it could have been a good one. Would have been nice, seeing as how the rest of the day blew chunks.

2 things. First, I already posted about most of that crap I talked about. Secondly, I really should put work stuff in a member’s only post.

Oh, and then I just now listened to a bit of it. The sound sucks. Sucks bad. Again. Ticking feedback sounds. I don’t know what it was. I had thought it was the radio that I had on the last time that did it, but it was off this time. Same ticking noise. Weird. I just tested it sitting here in front of the computer with my cell phone nearby and I was as clear as a facking bell. So what is it in the car interfering if not the radio?

So much for mobile Daniel, eh? I am sad.

Anyhoo… about that work thing:

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I am sore today. I must have been holding my body tight yesterday with all the stress. Even my jaw is sore! Sheesh. I am glad I have today off to recuperate a bit. I just got back from the gym. Not the big gym, but the little one up the hill there. It felt good to exercise, stretch, and get my cardio on. Heh. Who knew my body could hold so much tension?

Today is a bit of a wasted day off. Well, not totally, I did chores and stuff. Wasted as in I do not have my car, so no enjoying a drive with the top down. I always feel that way on a nice day, even if it’s just a trip to the grocery. My car had a weird light go on last week, you see. I actually did not recognize it when it lit up. It looked like a pregnant woman warning or something… I actually had to open the glove compartment and retrieve the Owner’s Manual. After a bit of fumbling with the multiple sections of the manual (there is a section on everything!) I finally found the proper diagram of the dash that included the various warning lights. Turns out it is the airbag light! Wow! And to think I had already driven around with it for a whole day. As I read further, I learned that in my case it could also be a ROLL BAR MALFUNCTION! Great, so my car potentially has no safety features. At the very least crippled, half assed safety features. Peaches puh-leeze!! It just shouldn’t start if it becomes a death-trap on wheels. So I call to get an appointment. I explain the malfunction light that is lit. “Okay, I can get you in next Tuesday…”, she says. Next Tuesday?? I of course inquired as to the urgency, but there were excuses. Okay. Well I survived the week in the death-trap. Sometime today I should find out the ‘real problem’. Should I be upset if it was the driver side airbag? Seems like that is serious, yanno?

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Sometimes I like to go to happy hour. I was hoping someone would invite me today, but he got caught up at work. I was bummed. I tried to recreate that happy hour magic at home, but the handful of rice crackers and cheap wine I had here just weren’t the same. Plus, drinking alone isn’t so happy. You see, it was one of those days. It seemed everywhere I turned there was drama and crap. Beh. I hate drama.

Anyhoo, speaking of drama… Yesterday was my last day off for, well more days than I care to count. Of course I had to use it to take my car in for service. The window on the passenger side was having issues. Actually it was loose like a tooth. You could wiggle it when the door was open. Not to mention how it rattled while driving. I think I know when it happened but it doesn’t matter. So we bring it over early in the morning. Super early for a day off! Beh. So after that early wake up call and trip across town we go about our day, totally planning everything so that we’d be back on that side of town when the car was done around 5ish. That’s always when they finish, in my past experience, and I had figured a non-engine issue would be fast. Apparently not so much. We still had heard nothing by 5 so I called to get the status. There was none, as in they hadn’t even touched it yet! So the ‘service advisor’ says he needs to keep it over night and offers me a rental. Ew. I say I’ll try to make other arrangements. So Richard jumps through all these hoops to be able to go into work later so he can drop me off on the way. Nice! Aww! So I call back the car guy, after we were already at home with a whole hors d’oeuvres spread and margaritas on the patio, to let him know I don’t need the rental.

Nope. I wouldn’t have anyway. He told me my car was done. I had until 7:00 PM to get it. So you see what happened there?

You see?

My day was screwed up in the beginning and screwed up at the end. We had to hustle all the food into the house and jet across town. I guess we could have left it anyway, but that was really gonna be a problem. But had Mr. Advisor told me he was getting someone to get on my car, we’d have been ready. I hate crap like that. 

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So I got out to my car this morning to go to work, like one usually does. I opened the garage door, unlocked the car, and got in. I was greeted by a really bad smell. At first I thought I was just a bit crazy or whatever, but as I started the car and backed out I was really convinced something had crawled in and died. I got out and looked under the seats. I found nothing. Hmm. I got in and rolled down the windows and made my way to work. As I drove along I looked around. I noticed the passenger door looked a little wet around the speaker. Now I was over at Betty’s last night till 9. It was dark and moist out when I left, and my roof had been down! In fact I had put the roof up before I drove home! It was almost cold! At any rate, I found it really odd to see wetness after all that time had passed.

As soon as I was safley parked I got a kleenex and went around to the passenger side to wipe it up. It was then that I noticed it wasn’t watery. It also was YELLOW on the tissue. It was like PEE. An animal (or cat) jumped into my car last night at Betty’s and peed (sprayed) in my car!!!!!

I could do none of those things. I was at work. Eeeew. It baked in the sun. Eeew. Something pissed IN my car. Eeew. Tomorrow I get to deal with it. Ew.

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