Ok, Here's The Sequence of Events on 9-20-2002:
8:15pm showed up at Roscoe's. Hung out with SG types. Had fun. Talked. Ate.
11:15?: Planned to drive to World on Wheels skate rink with SGLA. Drove around and didn't find it. Got lost. Found way back to I-5. Decided I was tired and would go home.
11:45?: Driving south down I-5. A car 2 lanes to the left of me careens unexplicably into sidewall. I decide I have to help out and make sure she's OK. I change lanes to pull over, but pull in front of a car trying to avoid said accident, causing our two cars to also careen into the wall. I pull my destroyed car as close to the wall as possible and get out of passenger side because my door is smashed in. I have minor cuts and scrapes. I check first on closest car. There are 4 men in their 40-50's. All are OK. I run down the highway to check on first car. There are two asian looking women in their 30's. Both are OK. I run back to the 2nd car. They request my insurance while they call for AAA to tow them.
11:58pm: The CHiP's show up. I am told to return to my car and they help me cross the highway so we are all in the margin and not in a lane. They work on their report. The tow trucks arrive
1:00 am: After a little complication, my car is towed to the CHP lot. I am dropped off at a 7-11. A taxi is on its way.
1:30am: taxi arrives and demands cash for trip. I get cash from 7-11 ATM. We leave for Oceanside. The driver is a racist, delusional, conspiracy-type who tells me all his opinions and views on the military and mistakenly thinks I share his views because I am a Marine. I ignore him as best I can and am too tired too argue. I also don't want to have to hail another cab. I seriously consider murder for the last half of the ride home, but decide he probably has a family. I hope I am wrong. His kids would end up like him.
2:30am: I arrive at my apartment and shell out the $125 fare. I am not happy. I walk into my apartment to find that the ants have gotten worse and the faucet is leaking more than before. I have no food, and no car. SG is down for maintenance. I go to sleep angry.
Today I woke up at 11am and hoped it was all a dream. It wasn't. I reached into my pocket to find the insurance card I need to use to call Hartford. I file my claim and call Enterprise rental cars. They are closed until Monday. Apparently people don't wreck their cars on weekends. I need to find a ride to work Monday so I can pick up the car that afternoon. Luckily the place is on base, right across from my office. Yay for me. Something actually goes my way. Now I'm trapped here until Monday. The walls are closing in and I'm slowly going insane.
8:15pm showed up at Roscoe's. Hung out with SG types. Had fun. Talked. Ate.
11:15?: Planned to drive to World on Wheels skate rink with SGLA. Drove around and didn't find it. Got lost. Found way back to I-5. Decided I was tired and would go home.
11:45?: Driving south down I-5. A car 2 lanes to the left of me careens unexplicably into sidewall. I decide I have to help out and make sure she's OK. I change lanes to pull over, but pull in front of a car trying to avoid said accident, causing our two cars to also careen into the wall. I pull my destroyed car as close to the wall as possible and get out of passenger side because my door is smashed in. I have minor cuts and scrapes. I check first on closest car. There are 4 men in their 40-50's. All are OK. I run down the highway to check on first car. There are two asian looking women in their 30's. Both are OK. I run back to the 2nd car. They request my insurance while they call for AAA to tow them.
11:58pm: The CHiP's show up. I am told to return to my car and they help me cross the highway so we are all in the margin and not in a lane. They work on their report. The tow trucks arrive
1:00 am: After a little complication, my car is towed to the CHP lot. I am dropped off at a 7-11. A taxi is on its way.
1:30am: taxi arrives and demands cash for trip. I get cash from 7-11 ATM. We leave for Oceanside. The driver is a racist, delusional, conspiracy-type who tells me all his opinions and views on the military and mistakenly thinks I share his views because I am a Marine. I ignore him as best I can and am too tired too argue. I also don't want to have to hail another cab. I seriously consider murder for the last half of the ride home, but decide he probably has a family. I hope I am wrong. His kids would end up like him.
2:30am: I arrive at my apartment and shell out the $125 fare. I am not happy. I walk into my apartment to find that the ants have gotten worse and the faucet is leaking more than before. I have no food, and no car. SG is down for maintenance. I go to sleep angry.
Today I woke up at 11am and hoped it was all a dream. It wasn't. I reached into my pocket to find the insurance card I need to use to call Hartford. I file my claim and call Enterprise rental cars. They are closed until Monday. Apparently people don't wreck their cars on weekends. I need to find a ride to work Monday so I can pick up the car that afternoon. Luckily the place is on base, right across from my office. Yay for me. Something actually goes my way. Now I'm trapped here until Monday. The walls are closing in and I'm slowly going insane.
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you can fix the ants by putting cayanne pepper around their points of entry into your house and areas (counter and cabinet edges, food areas, the especially tasty snacks) that you don't want them to go on - they wont cross the line of pepper.
okay. i am obviously avoiding packing. i'm on my way back to it. really.