car accident

So, earlier this month, I was in my 6th accident. (The first one anyone got hurt in). It was snowing and I couldn't stop. It landed me right in front of a shipley propane truck thing. I then flew across route 30 and landed in the middle of a field. I broke um... six ribs and fractured two of the wingy things on my spine. Anyway, I then passed out while I was in the hospital so that got me sent to get an eeg. You can go here if you don't know what that is... en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electroencephalography

Ha, so, the results came back irregular. I'm hoping it is just because of the medicince I was on. Anyway, now I'm having a 48 hour eeg and I get to walk around for two days with wires glued/taped to my head. I look and feel like a moron. I'm very ready for thursday...

Anyway, I think this accident seriously somehow got me to instantly quit smoking. I haven't had the urge to or even really wanted to smoke my lovely American Spirits since. I tried to smoke since but it wasn't the same. I didn't get the same gratification for it. I was quite upset. Ha. But I'm so glad. It's nice. I don't get it but I really think that it has to do with the accident. I'm freaking lame. I don't know. I don't feel like I'm completely the same person. I don't talk to many of the friends I had before. Actually, I talk to my true friends. You really can learn alot about who you're friends are. I'd get in the accident all over again.

However, all I really do is lay around and watch Jerry Springer. I went back to work on Sunday. I don't like it as much. It doesn't make me as happy. I need to go back to school but I can't convince myself to take the steps I need to do so. I feel like I had a purpose for this blog, but I don't. Oh well... I guess it is whatever. I'm gonna go watch the rest of Jerry now and maybe read my new book. Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell.