March 21st, 2004


And Then You Die...

Yesterday started out promisingly enough. I managed to find the proper valve for the heating system at Damon's in Wakefield. (They have a plumbing annex, who knew?) Installed it, and no more leak.

Then I drove up to Smithfield to meet Rick and Chris for dinner before we went to see Dale perform in a local production of West Side Story. Dinner was good. Then I did something really stupid. We decided to go to the theatre in their car, but I wanted to bring a CD, so I went to my truck, turned on the ignition so I could eject the CD from the player, grabbed the case, and locked the truck up. You may have noticed that I didn't mention taking the keys out of the ignition. Frell. I used to carry a spare key in my wallet when I drove my Subaru, but the extra key they gave me for the truck has one of those fat plastic grips that doesn't fit all that well in a wallet. I was stuck. Have I mentioned it was raining? It had been gorgeous all day, but it was raining when we left the restaurant. Double frell. The best part? If it's dark out, and you turn on the ignition, Chevy trucks turn on the lights automatically. This is considered a feature. Triple frell. I sent Rick and Chris off to the play while I called AAA. It took them an hour to show up. The battery was dead by then, so the guy had to jump it, as well. By that time I was wet and cold and pissed with myself for being such an idiot, so I just went home, and went to bed.

Today is better. I've made blueberry muffins (Duncan Hines Bakery Style, with real blueberries), and I have coffee.
  • Current Music
    (in my head) "Life Sucks and Then You Die" -- The Fools