The good news is that I lived...
17 years ago
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The good news is that I lived...
I do it to myself... Just about every bit of unhappiness in my life I do to myself. Why, because I am too stupid to live!
On the way home from Further Confusion, about 125 miles north of the California boarder, I rolled my mini van. The roads were wet and slick, and I was in a narrow canyon, when to take a bend, turned wheel right, van went left... slammed on the breaks an into the rock face, only to bounce off and land on my side.
I feel like shit right now, but I lived. Only thing I did to myself is I pulled a muscle in my shoulders, for which I am taking Ibuprofen for. But this leaves me now completely stranded in the middle of Oregon with no vehicle. To say I am feeling depressed right now is an understatement. And what is worse is that I did it to myself... again!
Right now, my good friend
mstover Mick Stover is racing down from Northern Washington State to come get me... Well, not racing, but he is on his way. He didn’t even have me ask him, he just told me how long it would probably take for him to get here and was thinking on the best way to get here. What a true friend! He, like me, is always putting himself down, but when the chips are down, and you are up the creek, he is there to help pull you a shore and stack you up again. He’s one of the good ones in this life.
Strange enough, I have not had my cry yet, which is something I normally do about now, though I am having my anxiety kick in, which is now tightening my chest. I am still sorting through EVERYTHING I had in my minivan, seeing what can be kept, what is to be tossed. Good news is so far my lappy is still working, but the scanner is smashed. Also, several books I bought are soaked in rain and transmission fluid. But at least I am a live, even though I sometimes think I should be put to death.
There, I had my whine about this... Feel free to pelt me with cheese.
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I do it to myself... Just about every bit of unhappiness in my life I do to myself. Why, because I am too stupid to live!
On the way home from Further Confusion, about 125 miles north of the California boarder, I rolled my mini van. The roads were wet and slick, and I was in a narrow canyon, when to take a bend, turned wheel right, van went left... slammed on the breaks an into the rock face, only to bounce off and land on my side.
I feel like shit right now, but I lived. Only thing I did to myself is I pulled a muscle in my shoulders, for which I am taking Ibuprofen for. But this leaves me now completely stranded in the middle of Oregon with no vehicle. To say I am feeling depressed right now is an understatement. And what is worse is that I did it to myself... again!
Right now, my good friend

Strange enough, I have not had my cry yet, which is something I normally do about now, though I am having my anxiety kick in, which is now tightening my chest. I am still sorting through EVERYTHING I had in my minivan, seeing what can be kept, what is to be tossed. Good news is so far my lappy is still working, but the scanner is smashed. Also, several books I bought are soaked in rain and transmission fluid. But at least I am a live, even though I sometimes think I should be put to death.
There, I had my whine about this... Feel free to pelt me with cheese.
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so, i take it the van is totaled? or can it be salvageable?
take care my friend, and if you really want me to pelt you with cheese, i will have to pop down to the store for a brick of slices... (or would you rather have a nice toasted cheese sammich?)
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hang in there buddy things will bet better, k
Of course it's a terrible thing that you got into this accident... But even though things look bad right now you're very lucky to have survived. Try to stay optimistic, you will endure and grow strong. *hugs*
I mean, you braved a bit of illness to get to the convention, had a reasonably good time, and then had a stroke of bad luck on the ride home but are okay saved a minor injury. You lost some stuff, but stuff can be replaced. Plus you've got a great friend coming down to help you out at the drop of a hat.
Things are not so bad, Bearcat! Besides, you've got all us here wishing you well and happy that you're okay!
I am very glad you are OK.
where do you live?
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no...i mean...beat you up with my monster! <,< >,> yeah... lets leave my boobies out of this ^^
Anyways.... Seriously, i Am glad you're physically all right... ::huggles:: please...dun let the anxiety get to you, you're a lot stronger than you realize. ::huggles:: and your friends are always here for you.
Kat.
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First of all, its true, most of the bad things that happen to us are the friut of our own actions, however here only chance is to blame.
You could not predict the road, nor forsee the events that were to happen.
Your fault, if any is not paying close enough attention to where you are going and what you were doing.
Still, take this as a lesson in caution, prudence allways pays!
Glad you're okay! Hope you heal up soon.
Don't beat yourself up over this, winter road conditions out west are frequently perilous, and minivans are not the most nimble of vehicles in the best of times. There's no way to predict when that patch of black ice or half-melted slush is gonna tear your wheels out from under you; the good news is that you made it out in one piece.
~mental note to self: tip Mike's guardian angel~
I'm sorry you were in an accident. that Sucks so bad. I have yet to flip a car but I've been hit twice in the same car before, also not fun.
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