jackofallgeeks | Everyone's Excited And Confused.

Baybee, check this out - I've got something to say.

Today was a day. In retrospect, it almost feels like...styrofoam. Or maybe I feel like styrofoam.

We went through most of the day. Now for the rest of the day.
I left here after talking with Claire at about 5:00. I couldn't get out of DC. I had to back track and get gas (I was nearly empty to start). I went another way and slowly got out of DC. Kept getting lost because THE FLIPPING STREETS AROUND HERE DON'T FLIPPING MAKE SENSE!.

I'm sorry. I'm a little on Edge. I want to see Claire. I'll get to that.

The car starts making noises - a slight tapping noise. I ignore it for several reasons, the most prominent being that I can't just stop and say "Hey, my car's skrewed" and I wouldn't have any money to do anything about it, anyways.

I finally make it to GMU at about 7:30, 8:00. It royally sucked. Though, in an odd way, the place looked...familiar. Yeah, I was there for a Mt:tG tournament, but there was something else.....Anyways, I got to see Jackie! She's an old friend of mine from eigth grade. It may seem 'duh', but she looked nice - rather like she always has, but grown up, y'know? I guess it happens between thirteen and eighteen. We had dinner at her food court (much better than CUA's) and then went to the libary to look for some books. We didn't find any that I was looking for, but we found some others, so it's OK.

Then I drove her back to her dorm and the car was really making odd noises... She told me to just go out and turn left onto Ox Road, which was Va-123, and that would take me to I-95. Ox, '123, '95....why did these sound so familiar? I knew '95, but... It finally hit me a little down the road - I was in Burke! I drove right by Claire's Uncle's house. I should have stopped in and said 'hi' to Emily. She was nice.... I drove down the road, past the place where I called Leslie that cold night in a mixture of joy and sorrow, ectasy and dismay. It was a wonderful feeling. It was a wonderful memory.

My car really started to concern me - it was tapping really loudly, now, and having a little trouble acceloration. A thought flashed through my mind to call Claire...incase anything happened (the thought was the the engine might explode, I'm such a dramtic ><*). Now the car was barely able to accelorate at all, and was revving alot louder than it should have been. But I still couldn't do anything, and I was on 395 now - practically down the street from Home.

Getting off 395 onto New York, the car stalled. The engine just...dropped. A couple of tries and it came on, but couldn't hold itself, and fell again. A nother few tries and it came on and stayed. it fell again getting off New York onto North Capitol. And almost again when I stopped at the light on Michigan. I got all the way down the road, by my dorm, and was turning around to park on the steet when - it died. And this time it simply wouldn't come back up. The rent-a-cop on the corner just laughed at me in that tight-lipped 'i hope he doesn't see me' way.

Thank God that a couple of my friends were comming down the street from 7-11. I don't believe in coincidences. With a little laughter and alot of pushing, we managed to straighted The Baron out, in what may well be his final resting place. He was a good car, but Christine was my first. Yeah, she left me for my sister, but she's still alive, lovely old girl.

I want to see Claire. Next friday I will, but The Baron is on his death bed. Maybe gramma will let me use her car. I'll FLIPPING WALK to Richmond, if I have to. Claire noted that she was concerned for me, but didn't know what she could do. I hate to sound romanticized, but if I can just see her, I'll be ok. Theevents of the past month, though, seem to be conspiring to drive me to the edge.

I need some down time. I think I'll go play StarCraft. I should do some Physics homework. Maybe I'll cry. I need some release. I need release.