divine angst

Courtesy of the BTQ Boys

1. Have you ever been in a car wreck?

Yes. More than one. Let me pick the exciting ones.

There was the summer I worked at camp, and a bunch of the other counselors and I had an afternoon off, so we went into town. We had lunch, we went shopping, and then we headed back to camp. Except the girl who was driving was a moron. There were five of us crammed into the cab of her truck and she full-on rear-ended another truck—one of those ones with a solid steel bumper—and got her front bumper caught under his rear bumper. I banged my knee up good on the dash because, being the smallest, I had had to ride on someone’s lap. The Beastie Boys were playing on the radio and to this day I don’t like to listen to the Beastie Boys in the car because I think it’s bad luck.

Wow! That was a fun story to tell. The other ones aren’t nearly so much fun, so I’ll just tell one more. I was about six months out of college, working my first job. I was lucky that I lived in an apartment that was on a bus route that took me straight to work, so I never drove to work, ever. Except the bus route was really a campus shuttle route and, once classes and finals were over, it stopped running for the whole of Winter Break.

So it was the first day of Winter Break and I had to drive to work. And I didn’t really know how long it would take me and I thought I was running late so I just got in my car and went, without properly defrosting the windshield. In any other situation, this probably wouldn’t have been a problem, but I had to go through an intersection that was notorious for its poor visibility because of the sun—basically, the road dips down to go under an overpass, and the sun would always be rising right OVER the overpass, meaning that as you drove toward the intersection, you couldn’t really see anything except a big white glare.

So yeah, I hit someone—my driver’s side front fender crumpled right into his passenger side rear fender. The front right side of my car was a wreck and his frame was bent. To make it better, he had the flu, had just gotten his car back from the shop for another accident, and was supposed to pick up his fiancee and take her to work. Yeah, I ruined his day. It took a month and a half to get my car back, during which time my dad let me drive his extra car—a ten-year old Cadillac with deep tinted windows and gold trim. I was afraid to drive it in certain parts of town.

2. Sunrise or sunset?

I don’t get to see the sunrise very often, but when I do it’s always special. When I was a kid growing up on the coast, there were certain times of the year—I think usually right after Daylight Savings in the spring—that I could watch the sun rise on the water on the way to school. I always loved that.

3. If you could change, amend, delete, or pass one law, what would it be?

I’ll go serious, and declare that anyone who wants to marry any one other person should be allowed to do so. Then I’d start planning a couple of weddings.

4. What is your favorite single article of clothing?

My black, three-quarter-sleeved (with a notch in the sleeve) crew-necked cardigan. I wear it everywhere. Mr. Angst has promised to burn it. I will never let him.

5. If you could/had to spend the day hanging out with another blogger (one you don’t already know), who would it be and what would you do?

This is tough! Right now, I need a little more fun in my life so I think I’d see if E. Spat was up for going out, getting drunk, and looking for Cabana Boys. Any other girl bloggers are welcome to join!