i was on the news

anyone who was listening to L.A. radio between 6:45 and 7:30 or so last night might have heard, during the traffic segment, reports of an accident on the 10 eastbound before the vermont exit. traffic clogged all the way to santa monica, and delays on the 10 West to the 110.

that was me.

some kid had just finished midterms that day and was bringing flowers home to mom (it was her birthday) when he fell asleep at the wheel. traffic had been moving at 35-45 mph, and was slowing due to congestion ahead. he had no chance to apply his breaks, however, as he was asleep. he ran into the car in front of him. BLAOW! that was my car (the one run into).

no apparent body damage to my car, but the imact threw me backwards hard enough to rip my seat from one of it's anchors so it's got a natural pimp-lean, which is kinda fly but probably also somewhat dangerous. his car was fucked. front end damage and leaking fluids. I think I'll be fine. I'm stiff, but it's hard to tell whether it's something serious or just that "i was in a car accident" feeling.

it felt great hearing about the accident on the news, though. I feel like I am always driving and always listening for traffic reports that could affect me (not because there are alternate routes i could take or anything, i just want to know when it's going to take an hour plus to drive home). and here's one that not only affects me, it is me. it was like losing my virginity.

I went home, drank a beer, and ate a sandwich.

**a quick program note: previously scheduled post about particularly vivid high school-era memories and how they relate, in a somewhat zen fashion, to the nature of existance, has been postponed till a later date. sorry.**