fuck beans, you read it right. ok, so I'm sure a lot of you have heard my key losing story. A few weeks ago (3 or so) me and kevin were up at snoqualmie as usual. we were filming (the little trailer thingy we did) we were taking turns each run filming or skiing, so I was putting my glove in and out of my pocket a lot. of course, I wasn't smart enough to realize that my car keys were in there. so come time that we were leaving, my keys were gone. They're still up in the snow somewhere (hopefully) although I do realize I probably won't ever see them again. I got a cop to slim jim the car open where I had a spare, so no biggy. welll.....except my ski rack is locked on my car, so I gotta get a locksmith to open that up. But that's not the retard award one.....
This morning. Woke up normal time. Took a shower. Ate my typical eggo and instant breakfast...except we were out of instant breakfast so I had to have chocolate milk instead. No biggy. Got all my shit together, and went down to the garage. Opened the garage door, started my car and backed it out. Then I got out to go shut the garage door again. People who know me well, know I am WAY too anal about my car. I am worried that it will get broken into absolutely everywhere, so it ahs become second nature to hit the eletric lock button as SOON as the door opens. In my driveway is no exception. So, not even realizing it, I lock my car's door, get out, and let it shut behind me. I got and shut the garage and go back to my car to go to school. Fuck me. The best part is, the car is still running. Since I lost my keys, I only have a spare and a valet key. Both of which are on one keychain, which is of course in the car, the car that is running, the car that is fucking LOCKED. I was SOOO pissed!!!! So I had to go get a wirehanger and get in, which isn't that hard in my car cause you can just hit the unlock button - a little disconcerting. It took me like 15 minutes, and I was off to the LONGEST WORST DAY OF SCHOOL EVER. It's now 10:18 and I still haven't gone home. I got back to the Park & Ride from school at about 7:30 and had to come straight here at work for a stupid dance we're having. Anyways, enough ranting.
Moral of the story? Make 57 fucking copies of your car keys. God damnit.
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