The Long Road

Archives: November 2007

Thursday, November 29, 2007

This sucks. The morning weather started out alright, lots of light, drifting snow dancing pretty patterns above the roads as cars whizzed by. I guess at some point between my looking at the snow and my accident, it had decided to melt. Far up ahead and the cause of all this was a truck sitting on the shoulder (from what looked like a flat tire), this caused everyone in the left lane to slow down to go around it. So of course, a whole line of braked cars and with two cars distance between me and the mazda 3 ahead, I couldnt brake in time. I slam on the brakes and feel the familiar ABS stutter kick in and am just pretty much shocked because i thought the roads were dry last time I checked. So it becomes pretty obvious that I'm not going to make it in time and try to swerve into the shoulder a bit. AAAAaaaand...the shoulder isnt wide enough so I hit it with the left side of the bumper and then bounce to hit the Mazda with the right corner of my bumper. OUCH.

We get out of our respective cars, I see NO DAMAGE to mine except for a few scratches where I bumped the 3 but a huge hole in the 3's bumper. So right there, it'll probably be 1000$ to fix her bumper. I havent checked mine thoroughly yet so there might be some extra costs to add to that. Man, plus I guess this means I'll HAVE to get winter tires now. I've put that off long enough.

So aside from putting on winter tires 2 weeks ago, what could I have done different in this situation? I remember being told that hitting a car dead on was the best way to go, but the urge to try to avoid hitting at all is very strong. What do you guys think?

Posted by Long @ 09:26 AM EST [Link] [Karma: 11 (+/-)] [16 comments]

Monday, November 5, 2007

Life is full of would of's, could of's, should of's. Some people will tell you though, that regrets aren't worth having. It's better to learn from your mistakes and move on. But that's all new age, self-help crap for the weak. Don't listen to their bullshit. Personally, I prefer to unhealthily wade in the deep end of the pool of woe and daydream of things that could have been. So lets peel the onion of self-pity and see how many layers of sadness I can make it through before drowning in a flood of chemically induced bitter, bitter tears.

Lets begin at the beginning... Regret #1: I was born too early. By a day, to be exact. Feb 28, 1980. Just one measley day before Feb 29, 1980. I've always thought that it would have been immensely cool to be a leap year baby. I'd love to have been able to say that I'm only 6 yrs old and be right. Or to have very special celebrations every 4 years. Why did I have to be in such a big rush to see this wonderful world? Even taking different timezones into account, I'm still only a Feb.28 baby. Ho Chi Minh is 11 hours ahead of Ottawa, so it's not like it was legitemately Feb 29 anywhere on Earth upon my miraculous birth. Why, oh why couldn't my mom just held it in for a bit longer?

*SIGH*.

Posted by Long @ 11:05 AM EST [Link] [Karma: 1 (+/-)] [4 comments]

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