guh

For all its other wonderfulness, Obi-Wan Carnobi does not do well in the snow. I was on my way to school (MassBay being the only school in the area open), and a guardrail got in the way. My neck hurts a little bit, but otherwise I'm fine. The car's got a nice dent/broken front end. We are NOT happy. This presentation that I was on my way to do was 50% of my grade in a class I'm already in danger of failing.

Fuck.

FUCK.

let it snow

Snow has stopped. I got to work in one piece, although my brother and I spent about forty-five minutes pushing our mini-plow out of the way of my car because it broke down. Since I was parked on the front-lawn hill, it was an... interesting experience.

Work has been, obviously, dead. Susan just left, meaning I have the rest of the evening to putter around doing nothing. I doubt the delivery will get here before closing, but I'm waiting around for a while after close so I don't hit the major traffic.

My neck still hurts, but hopefully it's nothing major. I was even driving slowly, but as I began to spin, I picked up speed so I hit the rail doing about 35-40. Susan gave me a big box filled with stuff to weigh down the back end. It's days like this that make me miss the Taurus - that thing was a fucking tank. The Saturn is entirely fiberglass so I doubt it even weighs half of the Taurus - or even the Pontiac, for that matter.

I don't know what to think about the new meds yet. It's only been a day, so I'm not expecting any sudden changes. I warned Susan about it, though, in case they make me super-flighty, which seems to be the main side effect that I would have to worry about.

Anyway... yeah. That's life right now.