Current mood:

annoyed

Blarrrgh!
So, Saturday was my birthday. I spent about five hours hanging out with the girlfriend.

We then drove to the Spring Hill mall to have dinner with my parents. First time meeting her. That went well.

After that, she had a bachelorette party to go to, and I had to meet friends at Famous Freddies up in Fox Lake. Had fun with that, spent a few hours dancing, talking and drinking horribly weak overpriced drinks. Seriously, five drinks should be enough to get even me at least somewhat buzzed. Nothing. After that ended, I decided to go meet up with the girlfriend again.

I drove out to Schaumburg and spent another hour or so dancing with her at the Bamboo Room. Cool place. On the way though, a coyote decided it'd be fun to play chicken with my car. Seriously, what's a coyote doing on I90? Needless to say, it lost. Unfortunately, so did my car.

So I decided to follow the woman back to her place to make sure she makes it home. On the way, I notice my heat's not working. Huh, where's it gone? Oh, it's all in the engine, which is now red lined on the temperature gauge. Nice to know I don't have any kind of warning light for that sort of thing. I pull over on 90 with my car smoking. Jennifer (the woman, for those that can't figure it out) pulls over in front of me. Turns out the coyote had a rather hard head. I'm still waiting to hear from the body shop, but I'm guessing it knocked a coolant hose or some other connection loose when it attacked my car. I stand there shivering while the car leaks coolant all over the road. Fun times.

We spent 40 minutes waiting for a tow truck. My car ends up in Des Plaines, and I end up spending the night at Jennifer's house. I'm very glad she was there, It's suprising how much comfort one person can be just by being there in a situation like that. So now I'm stuck without a car for probably a week or so while the bumper gets replaced and the internal problems get fixed. Fun times.

I suppose it didn't technically ruin my birthday, since I didn't hit the darn thing until after 1:30 AM, but it certaintly put a negative spin on October.

Oh, and I don't like the fact that I hit the coyote. I would much rather have avoided it, even if it hadn't damaged my car. But sometimes you just don't have the time. Damn thing came out of nowhere.

Oh, and for those keeping track. Woodstock, to Waukegan, to Spring Hill, to Fox Lake, to Schaumburg = a hell of a lot of driving for that thing to just happen to wander into my path in the 10th of a second I was in that spot. Sometimes you just have to wonder if things happen for a reason. Maybe God's telling me to get a Mustang.