Car

After having been hit in a unique accident involving two driverless vehicles, one of which didn't have an engine, I'm very pleased to now have my car back. I was worried that I would have forgotten how to drive. The repaired left wing is completely unnoticeable, which is good news because I haven't told my mother about the repair yet. In fact, over the past week I kept having terrible visions of going to JMD to pick it up and it having been spray-painted bright yellow, which would have been slightly difficult to explain.

I think they've adjusted the steering wheel a bit as well, which is welcome because I couldn't work out how. I'm only detecting a difference because I can now actually see the speedometer rather than having to duck down to read it every time I go past a limit signpost. Other than that, the only noticeable change is that the new panel is significantly cleaner than the rest of the car, so it looks like I'll have to get up and wash it before driving up this weekend.

I have let this journal fall into neglect because life has been practically stationary. I think my illness is now on the mend because I have been prescribed a combination of mebeverine, levothyroxine and bananas. Now I can either waste time, compose some more masterpieces (I haven't been producing enough of them recently) or start a new MMF grand project.

By the way, thanks to randilynpurrs, my site has been tweaked to make it look more presentable. I've also added various things to it as they came to mind. The bad news is that Wired's server was smashed into hundreds of pieces and rebuilt last week, so nothing that uses the SQL database will work at the moment.

I now have 3,333 emails in my inbox. Hooray for me.