my fucking troll car
driving home over bridge, have massive blowout
pull over and pull out my spare, jack is welded into the frame of my trunk by some trollgod car manufacturer at toyota
use tire iron to pry open the jack and free it from the confines of my car
spin my shit and throw on my spare, mega low as fuck air pressure
get to gas station on the way home, spend 2 hours trying to put air in the fucker before i notice there's a tear inside of the tread
all this anger makes me need to shit, so i enter gas station to find an "out of order" sign on the bathroom
so, while having to shit my pants, i have to pain-stakingly cruise home at 5 mph on this piece of shit flat ass donut spare, and when i'm just about to come up the hill, the tire hops the track and i spend the duration of my trip riding the rim of this donut tire into my parking spot
i examine the damage i've done, and notice that i left a trail of scraped cement in the gutter in the center of the road trying to dodge the newly-realized mountainous speed bumps that are every fif-fucking-teen feet in my complex
still havent' slept, haven't eaten.
worst fucking morning NA
sc2 related: was thinking about watching some streams when i got home while all this was going on