crash this...

So, I would like to give a glorious update from this week past. It has felt so wonderful to know where I am giong and what I will be doing next year that I have felt relief to the point where a smile has been plastered on my face from ear to ear. However, this update will not be about the glorious week past, about the wonderful time at the AOA banquet, Match Day and St. Patty's with April. Nope, this is about the wonderful event that happed at the most inconvenient time possible [seriously 5:00 p.m. Friday is the worst time to get in a car accident] to mangle pieces of moving metal [well, I suppose that there is a lot of plastic these days in cars also].
I was driving down Divine street... 35mph-ish... minding my own, listening to some good 'Steve' on the radio. As I came upon the intersection where Yo Burrito meets The Whitney, I was casually going through the green light that I had when a little [ok not so little] old lady [senile perhaps?] decided that instead of waiting for me to actually pass through the intersection it would be better if she just accelerated into me in attempt to traverse through my car onto the other side and continue on her way. Yeah, so in accelerating into me, she didn't so much get through my car so much as crash head on into it. This is the first time that I have been in a serious accident that had the air-bags deploy and I can say that going that speed into a head on-ish collision, I am glad that I was driving a VW. The police, ambulance and fire-fighters were there right away... thankfully because my car did indeed catch fire [poor Driver -- what I call my car, f.y.i.].
Well, I thank my roommate Ben for being available as he came at the drop of a hat. When he got there we basically unloaded the contents of Driver into his vehicle and proceeded on home [after all the legality stuff was worked out, of course]. As we were heading home, I told Yocum that we had to go and workout like we had planned and that if we went home then I would probably get bored and go for a run anyway... when he realized that I was serious, he turned around and we headed to the stadium.
There with Chris Steddum, the two of us ran the stadium stairs [I ran a 10:30... which is not to bad for s/p car accident with a rehabbing hamstring [this is only the 3rd time I have run on it since I pulled it... 2 days ago 1/4 mile, yesterday 1.5 miles [easy] and today the stairs]] which felt pretty good, surprisingly.
So, anyway, here I sit, on the internet, now looking for both a house and a car... life is simple and life is sweet; I just that God that both I and the senile dorris are ok.
-Garry