Fuck! Shit! Damn! Mother fucking cunt guzzling donkey! Now that that's out of the way, let me start with how my day went. I started the day with having lunch with my new friend Diana. She's such a fun person. She's like a little sister to me. We went for sushi at Mizu in Natomas. It was absolutely delicious. Afterward I went around the little shopping center to pick up some v-neck shirts that were on sale.


After I was done with lunch with Diana, I headed to a place called Li's Alterations that I found on google. I drove all the way downtown and my Droid's GPS told me I have arrived. Apparently it's a person's house. I rang the doorbell and a kid pointed to the left telling to "ring the other doorbell." With clothes in my hands that needed to be altered, I rang the doorbell that was attached to the house garage. An old Chinese lady opened the little garage door. Inside was sewing machines and piles of clothes. She operated her business out of her home. She charged me only 50 bucks to hem 4 pants and take in the sides of two shirts.


Afterward I went home to relax a bit. My friend Bill called me to see a movie. He came into work from LA. I got stuck in traffic and we did not make it to the movie. I took a different route to get to his hotels at Hampton Inn. It was raining and pouring like cats and dogs. I was literally down the street driving on Howe and Marconni, I blinked my left turn signal to merge to the left lane, checked my blind spot, and as I merge at 20 mi and hour half way into the left lane, I got hit by a truck. I watched as my window exploded into my face. The old guy got out of his car and asked if I was ok. We then pulled into the taqueria and exchanged insurance information.


I kept my cool and I decided to pull around the corner to see Bill anyways. He was very sweet. He gave me lots of hugs and kisses. He helped me put a bag over the door so my seat wouldn't get wet. We came up to his hotel room, he helped me shake the shattered glass off my clothes, and then he held me as I called Progressive to file a claim. Oh! And fuck me! I didn't get car rental on my policy. Oh! And rape me senseless, turns out my policy is 1,000 deductible! When it rains it pours, right?! Oh well, it's just a door.


However, throughout all this experience, at the time of the accident, I sent out text messages as soon as I knew everything was ok enough to my loved ones: Timineri, Vining, Sister and Antonio. I sit here now in the living with Vining next to me and I realize that I could have died. Shows me to flirt with the temptation of suicide, right? This really makes me appreciate my loved ones more. You don't really know how much you take for granted until your life flashes before your eyes and shattered glass is flying across your face. The most important and closest people to me I could count on one hand. I still need to let Wilson and Vasquez know. I will call them now as a matter of fact to left them know how much I love them.


For now, good night until I have to deal with Progressive in the morning.