Today was a pretty crummy day. My new (trial) contacts were bothering me all day at work. So finally, I had popped out my left contact. It had a tear. Not good. So, I went across the street to the doc to get another one. Besides, I did not think that the lens I had was the right one (he had said that I could have one of two different scripts, so try this one). Well, he was out to lunch. Nice. So I went back to work, where at least I was able to rebuild a server no problems. Then, I had left a little early so I could stop back and get a new lens. He was out of the other script, so I got another of the one that tore. Okay, fine. Feels MUCH better. So, on the way home, the drive is good up until Sunrise Blvd. Total stoppage, just like last night. Ugh, what a pain.

Okay, enough of that. I went to my parents. I was supposed to go there, and then we all go to my place for dinner. But on the way over, my eyes were bothering me bigtime again. I think it was allergies. Felt absolutely miserable. Well, Beth and Mom bailed on me for dinner, so instead, Dad made me some dinner. I spend most of the time there laying on the couch, next to my sister. Was falling asleep too. So, finally I go home. Relax a little, and I got up the energy to write this.

Some points I forgot... This morning, I put my foot in my shoe to discover I had awakened a tenant. It scurried out after I jumped and dropped the shoe. A pushing aside of my recliner, and the delivery of a blow that no roach is immune against. heh.. Nice, eh?

And on the way home from the parents', I turn down Atlantic Blvd, approaching the FEC railroad tracks, just as the gates light up and go down. Great. Train. At least I am in the front, right at the gate. Train comes by, blaring his horn, and making a loud squealing noise. His brakes are engaged. He's slowing down. Wonderful. He comes to a complete stop. That just figures. After a while, a number of emergency vehicles start arriving on the other side, up the perpendicular street. He must have hit something or someone. That means the train is not going anywhere anytime soon. So, I finally start the engine, and jump the median for a u-turn. I was not the first to approach it, but I was the first to actually attempt it. I am not too sure if the Mustang that tried after me made it or not. Found a detour, drove past the "scene" and saw nothing more than a lot of people standing around. Prolly hit someone. And this is right around where the derailment happened a few years ago. Not a good area for the trains that is. heh.. At least I was able to get out of there pretty quick. bla.