Monday, November 19, 2007

Music: Eels - Numbered Days
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I knew today was not going to be great. I knew that from the moment I set out for work this morning. Surprise snow was great when I was in school...but my opinions are starting to change. The town was just as unprepared, so I knew the roads were gonna be a mess. That was one hell of an understatement.

Two minutes down the road, I started skidding a bit. My brakes were VERY unhappy with the situation and made sure I knew it. When I got to the end of the road (a usually 5 minute trip that took 10) I went to stop and make a left....The stopping was not happening. I skidded about 5 feet and managed to strongarm the car in to a left turn. I'm already thinking I should just turn around and head home. The roads were only going to get worse (HUGE hill around the resevoir). I was about to give up when fate told me "you'd damn well better."

I've never fishtailed before. I never want to do it again. I really gotta hand it to the guy behind me. AMAZING evasive action on his part. After that, I had a good cry, called work to say I wouldn't be in, and crept back home. One more skid on the way back. I got a hug from daddy and curled up in the basement to hide for awhile.

But there was more going on today! We got our new dishwasher. Notice that there's now exclamation point of excitement for that. That's because I hate this fuckin' thing and want to take a sledgehammer to it. It's beaten me up twice already, the handle sticks out so far that I can't get as close to the counter as I'm used to, and all the controls are hidden on the top of the door under the counter. Completely out of sight. There is absolutely no way to tell when this thing is on or off, running or finished. The front panel is plain, featureless stainless steel. As for how it beat me up, the door is on a spring load. If the dishrack is not pulled out on to the door, it springs back up. This is a GIANT pain in the ass. I had this thing spring back up on my elbow twice and it's only been in the house for 3 hours.

Lastly on the day's hit parade of shit, I didn't notice that the mayo I put in my tuna salad sandwich was expired until a couple bites in...I think I've got a bad night ahead of me.
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