Sometimes things happen to me that I wouldn't believe if I wasn't there. This morning I t-boned my car into a schoolbus because I didn't see it, and when I tried to stop my foot missed the brake. Which are both the lousiest, stupidest excuses I ever heard, and there's no way I'd ever buy that, but that's what freaking happened. The truth was, I was tired after working midnight to 8 a.m., though not the most tired I've been after work, so I thought I was okay. I must not have been, considering that I couldn't see a schoolbus. I was incoherent enough that the cop thought I was drunk. (I wasn't and I passed the sobriety tests.)
So, uh ... anyway. The schoolbus was empty. My car looks kind of smashed up, but it was bumper and what-not. The engine was okay. gilesleary was sweet and got out of bed to drive me home because I was shaking.
No more stuff. I'm taking a vacation from things. Bother me later.