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Stopped by the grocery store on my way home from work. Came out, and my left front tire was completely flat. Completely. Can't drive on it at all. I have a spare, but not the tools to put it on myself, and especially not in the dark when I've never done it before. And of course it's freaking midnight. The store is closed. There's no one around. Lesboy won't pick up the damn phone even though he probably only went to bed five minutes earlier because he usually stays up to watch South Park. I don't know the numbers of anyone else who might still be awake. So what do I do? Steal a grocery cart and walk home, in 29° weather, with no jacket, PAST SKUNKS. D: Thank God I'd noticed a footpath from the apartments to the highway a few months ago, or it would have taken me at least twice as long.

And now I'll have to buy at least one new tire in addition to new shocks and new brake pads. Dammit, Sei. The wheel may be damaged, too. And the tires have to be special ordered, and I know the tire store guys are gonna give me the hard sell for snow tires, even though they're a total waste of money.

I still can't feel my fingers. x_x