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lunch break for pixies
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you will not believe the lunch break i just had.
so....i was gonna go pick up tickets on my lunch break for the pixies. have to go to la jolla. so, my directions say take the 805.
i take the 163 by mistake. i realize it a couple miles up, but i just need to go west anyway, so i get off on miramar (which was
one of the streets in my exit anyway) and head west. so, i wind up heading straight for a military base. tell the nice uniformed man i'm lost, i turn around. now this will not be my last encounter with the military this trip. oh no.
decide to go back down south on the road i was on. do fine,
wind up on the right road. i have to make a left onto gilman, so i'm looking around for it, there are all kinds of stop lights and traffic. so we're all coming to a red light, my foot is on the brake, i'm looking around and slam!!! right into the car in front of me. shit. it wasn't super fast, but it was certainly not slow. figure there's no damage.
we pull over, it's a marine. not only did he just get his car out of the shop today, he's off to iraq in 2 days. fuck me!!!! (not the marine. fate. ha!) so he's cool about it, i apologize. he says the jaguar in front of him slammed on his brakes. that made me feel a little better, i didn't think i judged it that off. so i tell him i'm lost looking for gilman. he lives on gilman! ha again! we exchange info just in case.....
so i get to where the show is and it's at UCSD and i guess everyone's registering or who knows what. it's packed, i don't know what building i want, can't find parking. finally do, finally find the box office. the guy is sweet and charges me student rate instead of regular, even though i say i am not a student.
(in my first stroke of good luck)
then i have to get lunch. had thought about wendy's baked potato and salad earlier, and there's one right there on campus, so i head over. they're out of baked potatoes. hmph. get fries instead. head back to the car fully expecting a parking ticket (i ignored the meter) but was fine.
then, of course, i go the wrong way out of the parking lot and have to turn around a mile down the road. finally find where i want to be and the drive back is uneventful.
aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
jaime yagiello