I broke even!

A few days ago, I was leaving my parents house to head back to my semi-permanent residence in boulder (I hardly felt safe after the spider incident). My phone was dead, but I didn't really feel the urge to charge it beforehand. I told my parents I would text them when I got to boulder, hugged them, and set out on what proved to be an unusually long journey.

I was going through open country about 10 miles outside of castle rock (a wild, barren stretch of land inhabited only by cows and hill-folk) when "Living on a Prayer" came on the radio. I naturally had no choice but to sing along at my maximum possible volume, apparently pissing my car off to the point where it was forced to take drastic measures to shut me up. Apparently I wasn't catching its subtle signals (the flashing "Check Engine" Light, weird-ass vibrating sound and general aura of being haunted) So it decided to show me the full extent of its wrath by blowing out it own front tire. Needless to say I was quite offended. It could have just ASKED me to quiet down, geez.

In any case, I pulled over to the shoulder, and sure enough, my tire was blown out. Without hesitation, I grabbed my phone to call my dad for help. Oh yeah, its got a dead battery. "Well shitty shitty shitballs," I thought to myself, "wtf do I do now?" I was in the middle of nowhere! walking to the nearest building would take at least 45 minutes if not more.

Plus, it was around 11:00 at night, and since we are in colorado, nothing stays open past 8:00 on a weeknight anyway. After spending 5 minutes softly weeping in the glow of my hazard flashers, I decided that I'd best do something about my predicament. I grabbed the cars manual (thank the Gods it was where it was supposed to be!) and taught myself, on the spot, how to change a tire. To make a long story short (too late, right?) it took me about 50 minutes to get the spare tire on, but I did it!

I'm kick-ass, just so you all know. Like, really. I'm kinda a big deal.

Then just this morning, I reduced my kick-assery by at LEAST 50 points by washing and drying my cell phone. It seems that electronics don't like it when you fill them with water and then rapidly change their temperature while bouncing them about. Its totally fried.