Went to Thunderhill again (track) and had a real blast!!! until I spun off the track, into the dirt, and my right-rear wheel found the GINORMOUS hole in the otherwise smooth Grassy Fields of Happiness. The whole time I was spinning I was thinking, "don't flip don't flip don't flip". Things felt pretty smooth until WHAAAM. It wasn't until I drove back onto the track that I noticed something was very very wrong with my car. Unfortunately, I'd pretzeled my right rear suspension. Towing it back all 180 miles was a feat in itself (go AAA!) and I have Nick to thank for helping me out with the towing and lending me his oh-so-fun POS Galant to drive while my car was in the shop.
Anyhow, my car's finally back, though still dusty and laden with fauna from the offroading experience. I'm glad to have it back -- I really missed it, despite my new-found appreciation of the POS Galant.
In other news, I fell off my horse, Payback, last week. It wasn't as bad as last time, but I'm definitely scraped up and in minor pain all the time. Could be worse I guess, but he's tried to kill me so many times and has utterly failed. I'm disappointed to have him get the better of me this time.
Finally, it's almost Halloween and I've busted out all the Halloween candles and decorations. The only thing I'm missing is a neat little CD with Fall evening sounds, like crickets, breeze, etc since I live in this silly thing called a city and can't just go outside for that stuff. I have no idea why I came to love this holiday so much. There's just something about the Fall night that's so mystical with glowing Jack-o-lanterns and walking around in the dark. You know how much I like glowing things and walking around at night. I guess Halloween really is one of the more imaginitive holidays -- complete with a tinge of the occult. Anyhow, I wish you all a very merry Trick-or-Treat!