every girl should have roadside assistance...

in a hurry and a bit of post work-week daze, i was meeting up with JL for dinner and as i distractedly round the tilted parking area a bit too sharply, i nudged the curb ever so not-as-gently with my front right tire - thankfully i just rolled the car into the first parking spot, got out and saw the flat tire.

knowing our priorities, JL and i sat down for dinner first (which was yummy indian food, btw). when dinner was finished, we were outside looking at the tire, debating between changing the flat ourselves (i had purely theological knowledge, JL's changed tires before but it would've been difficult since it was nighttime). JL's brilliant idea was to call AAA, since she was a member... I never knew this but AAA membership (membership, NOT car insurance) - doesn't seem to be tied to a particular vehicle... so she called, their estimate was 45 minutes, and they arrived within 5 minutes!!! FIVE!!!!!
In another 5 minutes, the AAA guy changed my flat tire, all is well (I got to replace the tire tomorrow, but at least i made it home)...

the lesson learned is, amy, get some freaking roadside assistance.

especially since murphy's law remain in effect, that i had to have a flat tire on the day that my friend who lived 10 minutes from where i was at that moment was out of town. darn u, murphy...