Showing posts from June, 2009

The Stats...

I was curious and tried to find if my accident ever made it in a newspaper... haven't found it yet, but I did find this from the North Logan Fire Department:

"AUTOMOBILES - Slow down and pay attention. Pedestrians struck by a car moving at 20 mph have a 95% chance of survival. At 30 mph that rate drops to 55%. At 40 mph there is only a 15% survival rate."

So what's the going rate for 45...?

I should be even more dead than I thought before.

God bless miracles.


I'm really tired. WIFYR was amazing, as usual. But extra so this year because of the people I got to hang out with. They really are some freaking cool peeps.

In other news, I tried to go bowling tonight. The first part was skittle bowling, but then the last half we tried to bowl regular.

And I couldn't. Like at all. And instead of taking it in stride (haha), it just pissed me off. I couldn't get my feet right, it made my leg hurt, and my throws were off everytime.

I hate my accident. And I hate that woman. Still. So much for healing.

On the Town

Last night Turtle and I went and saw Classic Crime in concert. Well, actually it was Relient K in concert, with Classic Crime and Owl City opening. We met up with Michael and friend Mallory while still waiting to get in. Funny thing is I got new kicks like an hour before the show, and the shoes I left behind were the EXACT pair Michael was sporting. That would have been so awkward!

They opened the doors 30 mins late and the line had already been long when we got there. But we got onto the floor, about midway in. And it got HOT so fast. Stinky body hot. And then the concert didn't even start on time. Oi Vey!

But finally CC came on and me and Turtle ROCKED. I love them so incredibly much I could just ooze gushiness for hours about them. They were great as usual, though I could have done without the unruly crowd who insisted on moshing and pushing so that we were falling on one another and Mallory kept getting super poked in places that upset her greatly. Since on this tour they were…

The End.

I. Caved.

And joined Facebook.

Prepare yourselves, because there is nothing left now to prevent the END OF THE WORLD.