Fuck cancer, truly!
I'm sorry I missed you, Cass - I was awake at 4!
Missed opportunities.
I rage journaled for a few hours while hanging out sitting on the dog's bed. Sometimes with, sometimes without dog. I was given an idea that sometimes you can journal just to get it out. You don't reread them or dwell on them. You write and can just get rid of it. Even burn them. Which is totally the way I'm going to do it because fire.
So how are you spending your afternoon?
Being incredibly grateful for my ex-gf for gifting me a day at Bondurant School of High-Performance Driving.
Because I came very close to being in a very bad accident coming home from work. Thankfully traffic was sparse going the other way so I skidded across my lane, the next lane, middle lane and through the two lanes going the other direction and then didn't flip when I had to get back over.
Toasted my tires and I'll need my brakes checked.
I hate that fucking intersection. One car pulled out into the fast lane and then another guy pulled straight in front of me. Going 66, so one mile an hour over the speed limit.
Damn, Cass! Glad you are ok! ( I am assuming you would have said if you were not, after all that, ok). Yikes!
Yikes, Cass!
t wraps Cass in bubblewrap
oh damn Cass I'm so glad you are ok!!!!!
Grrr.. I just discovered I'm still being charged for my NC car insurance. I emailed the agent and will call tomorrow on my lunch break. This is really frustrating.
That's terrible, askye.
I'm 100% fine apart from the stress.
Mad Skilz!
I 100% thought I would not make it out okay.
Truly lucky I did driving courses. It just builds muscle memory.
If anyone remembers the saga of 'Cass was in a truck with a veterinarian when a tow truck hit a motorcyclist in front of us and basically severed his leg almost off but was super lucky that he had an kick-ass Army vet behind him so he has a metal leg and, most importantly, a pulse.' about two and a half years ago? Same intersection. Also I love every single time that man posts on Facebook because I thought he was going to die in front of me. I will not be posting this on Facebook.
Thanks everyone.
I don't know about the post office these days. I sent two cards early in September and they have both been returned- finally- with canceled stamps and a sticker stating the envelope is not deliverable as addressed and cannot be forwarded. It looks okay to me.... first name, last name, number, street, city, zip. WTF? I don't have the neatest handwriting in the world, but for mailing envelopes I make sure it's legible, complete and large written with a black pen.
I'm gonna put the returned card into a bigger envelope and try again, but this is disheartening. They fail to deliver but cancel the stamp anyway.
