Spokane.

So yesterday, I was whipping my hair back and forth...

I left Dustin's house this morning at about five-thirty, and it was pouring rain. And of course, the back window of my truck was leaking.

"Maybe...if I drive really fast...I'll get home quicker! Then I'll be able to get these wet towels out of my back seat! Which means I can take dry towels, and put them where the previously wet towels were! Yea!"

So I was driving fast. And by fast I mean I was going the speed limit. Which is pretty fast considering it was (and still is) cold and rainy outside.

And I turned onto Southport Road going about fifteen miles under the speed limit, but that wasn't enough. So instead of me actually turning, I slid. But this time I couldn't stop. I kept sliding and sliding. Eventually my truck went through the video store across the street, and then hit a bunch of houses.

Why was my truck still sliding?

It wouldn't stop!

My sliding truck was picking up speed and a white tunnel began to form around it!

I had hit a time warp...

Eventually I was sliding faster and faster, increasing speeds and no way for me to stop it! My doors wouldn't open and my phone wasn't working because I was in a time-warp tunnel! I screamed and cried! I tried to unbuckle my seat-belt so I could kick open the windows, but it was jammed! I kept going and going and going and I couldn't stop sliding! I was surrounded by an array of colors! Some colors I had never seen before! I saw Father Time! I saw Mother Nature! I saw God! I saw myself! I saw her! I saw a light! WHY WAS THIS HAPPENING ME!

And then I woke up, got into my truck, and drove home.

Todays date: November 25, 1999. Fuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.