no good deed...

driving home tonight, I:

-did two people a favor
-bent a rule
-got into a car accident
-got everyone through it not just alive, but unharmed
-sacrificed slushbucket
-kept calm
-kept everyone else calm
-only said, 'i told you so' once
-discovered that slushbucket is fragile
-watched a second accident as I talked with the other drivers. that one was an ugly hit & run
-was *not* issued a ticket, though technically I could've been
-waited 2 hours for a tow truck & replacement slushbucket
-went through one hell of a bonding experience
-missed karate class

and by all that's holy, I need a drink. sorry to be so cryptic, but my job's legal dept. policy is to not talk about what happened, except to the highway patrol. and since this is public, there we go.

my back is sore, but i'm fine. posting this from my cel phone on the way back.

[EDIT] all the same, i went to kaiser to get myself checked out, because after the adrenaline wore off, i began to hurt, a lot. i got diagnosed with whiplash, and given naproxen 500mg (2x daily) and flexeril 10mg (3x daily, damn!).

wiped

so add some self-flagellation in there, though i don't know when in my life i'd have found enough time to get rested enough or good enough to paint something personal or thoughtful or meaningful. no, there was no time, because i stupidly spent my hours working at the day job, doing favors for friends, or other pro bono work, when i wasn't in classes or on the freeway, or helping friends and family out. this is exactly the point at which i hit one of my moods in which i glower and swear that i will never do another nice thing for any other human ever again, and those grasping assholes who only speak to me because they want something from me can just go fuck right off.

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