Flat Tire and the Mystery of Lawrence Hall

Dear Diary,
Tonight was awesome! My friend Sassafras and I went to Denny's and had delicious apple crisp and some coffee. While we were there we met these two CHP officers who were pretty chill, one even talked to me about his phone (the LG Shine, which he says sucks). Then Sassafras had an awesome idea - we should go to Grizzly Peak in Berkeley, because we haven't been there in like forever.

We went the way I know, which is up University and then up to Lawrence Hall of Science and past to this road that takes you up and up and up, only we never even made it past LHS. We went around a curve and totally ran over a stoner with a knife in his pocket!!! Just kidding, we hit the curb right on this ridiculously sharp part where a chunk fell out of it and popped a tire.

We parked in the parking lot nearby (after hours, luckily, so we didn't get a ticket for being in it without a permit) and I called AAA. The guy asked me if I had a spare but I didn't know where to look so he told me it was in my trunk. I asked Sassafras to help me dig hella shit out to get at the space where the spare was stashed and the guy on the phone busted up laughing. I guess when you're an operator for an insurance company everything's funny because so much shit is boring? Anyway, he told us to wait at the Hall itself so we walked down the hill and chilled (literally, it was cold as balls up that high) on a bench for like fifteen minutes before the tow truck guy showed up. He drove us back to the car and replaced the tire and I told him where we live to make sure we could make it there; he laughed and said "it's gonna be a looooong drive, man. if you go over fifty with this thing it'll heat up and explode." Sassafras and I were equal parts horrified and excited.

When we hit the highway the adventure really began. Sassafras and I have this deal where if I learn to play some random-ass instrument and use it to serenade her with "Hey there Delilah" in Icelandic after having converted to Amish life, she'll marry me, and we had been discussing that until now. When we merged the first thing I noticed was some sort of wall of lights headed toward us and I freaked out until I realized it was a semi truck, who honked as he angrily passed us.

Going all the way from Berkeley to the bridge and beyond is a long ass drive when you're going 45 for fear of your car exploding. We got to the bridge at about 5:20 in the morning and her mom called as we left the toll booth. I guess she's gonna go hang with her today or something, and her mom gets up hella early, so she noticed Sassafras wasn't home yet and got angry. Whatever! Anyway Sassafras is gonna hang with Mog and some other people and then we're gonna meet up later and play 1k Blank Cards so I'm gonna go to sleep. Good night diary!