Wow, what an eventful afternoon. I went to an amazing asianfood superstore. Dangerous. Of course, I bought way too much stuff I did not need but will definitely enjoy. Other places that are dangerous for me to walk into include Michael's Arts&Crafts and the duty-free liquor shop at the airport. These places are my downfall, for real.

Then, I was severely harassed in broad daylight outside of a liquor store by a truck full of ghetto boys in camden just hanging around. new jersey ;(

Then, i couldn't find a parking space in Philly. Parallel parking a long stupid car like my mom's is annoying. And people in Philly are not nearly as nice as they are in New York. it is official.

So I crashed into a car. Or two, as I thought at first. Neither of the cars had anyone in them, since they were parked on a strange narrow side street. Yeah, I used to drive all the time everywhere. not sure what happened. I could not drive away, as some guy was hanging around making sure I would not drive away. Plus, I don't do that anyway. Not that this has happened before. So I called my friend Rachel, since I was incapable of doing anything in my irrational state of mind. I was shaking too much to hold a pen to write notes to leave. My parents would not be pleased. Rachel shows up and we discover that one car had a big smash up with rust from a previous accident, and that in fact, I only hit on car, we think. I guess I hit the one car twice and thought it was 2 cars. I guess I really am retarded. So, After some thinking, I call the philly cops to come check out the car(s). And, the chick, oh boy, I LOVE THIS CHICK COP, in the report, which is NOT an accident report, I possibly grazed the mirror of the second car. That's it. The one time when it really payed off to involve the authorities. She had me reverse my car and as it turns out maybe I really didn't hit either car too much. Just the mirror, " Maybe".So, I went from thinking I would be leaving 2 notes telling these people i will pay them anything not to involve my parents' insurance company to having an official report saying maybe I hit the prius mirror (which is retractable).

When I thought I'd be paying thousands of dollars for being retarded, I still had visions of Burning Man, and no intention of cancelling that. I told myself 'well, you did it last year and were broke and you will do it again should you have to". But, I don't have to. all cause I called the cops. the cop even laughed every now and then. The weirdest thing was I was not on drugs, but felt like I was on drugs after the multi-uni-weirdo-fender maybe-not bender(s) happened.Finally, good parking spot right across from "accident(s). I don't have to move my car until I leave this place.

My big computer is dead, but my computer nerd roomate (Rachel, friend from above) hit it a bunch and it turned on just enough to get my work portfolio pictures off, which are the only things I have not really backed up but sort of the most important. i can't blame my computer- she is so old, and has been AROUND the block a zillion times. I am tempted to give her a real memoriam, or at least, some flowers. Rachel said "if you spank your computer a bunch, it might turn on". like owner, like computer. And my tiny computer's screen is cracked... badly. So if you see typos, which you won't too often, that is why.

I also learned about this jetblue special for flights, but at first, in the text message I got about it, I thought it was for a year and not a month. I went crazy, running around half naked with my debit card, dizzy, TOO excited. Now I know the terms and it will not work out for me, but I was estatic for a minute and it felt nice.And so, I am going to make an udon noodle soup, with bok choy, scallion, spicy red pepper, and either a miso base or a tom yum goong thai base. or a simple soy&red pepper base. garlic and tofu are also involved.

I spoke with an AMAZING chick I met at a festival. And with Myk Tumelo, with whom I have decided to throw a party with in NY at the end of September. Pick Your Poison Potluck. Perhaps.What an eventful afternoon.