So I had an adventure this afternoon. Anyone want to guess what it was? I'll give you guys a hint, it has to do with the brakes on the car I was driving and their inability to function properly. So, I was driving my dad's truck--because my mom was using the mini-van--and I realized on my way to work that I had absolutely no gas. So I pull up to the station, got gas, started the truck and was about to pull away from the parking lot. I thought that the truck felt funny but I wasn't worried about it. So I was pulling through a four-lane road when the accelorator jumped weird and I hit the brakes to try to make the turn into my lane. The brakes didn't work. In a moment of sheer blind panic I steered into an empty parking lot across the street from the gas station, all the while completely stomping on the brakes that still DIDN'T WORK. In a moment of sheer, blind panic I shifted into park [which made a God-awful noise] and just sat there, dumbfounded. I cut the engine and then restarted the truck and it worked just fine but, damn, I was scared out of my mind. I ended up calling my mom, in tears, telling her what happened. She says that the engine stalled and she came and traded vehicles with me. So that was my adventure for the day. I hate driving right now. I don't think I'll ever complain about driving the dorky mini-van ever again. Lesson learned. It's reliable and the engine has never stalled on me.

Anyways, in other news, my roommate FINALLY accepted my Facebook friend request...but she didn't message me or respond to my message or anything, so I still know NOTHING about her; but at least she knows I'm her roomie. This is progress. Hopefully she'll message me back soon...