When it rains, it poors.

Yesterday was absolutely ridiculous. The day starts off nice. My boyfriend leaves leaves for work before me, so when he was ready to leave I went back to my own house. On the way to work I really wanted to stop and get a chocolate cheesecake muffin and an orange juice, but since I'm trying to NOT spend money all the time, I changed my mind at the last minute. This caused me to take a different route to work then I had originally planned. I was coming down a main road towards the coast and was about to pass my parents neighborhood. Then, this beezy in the car in front of me ruined my day. She was no more than a foot or two in front of the line when the light turned yellow. the 20 cars behind her still could have made it before the light went red. But no. She decided to slam on her breaks as if Jesus had just appeared in front of her car holding her first born child and a check for twenty million dollars. I tried to veer into the next lane while also slamming my foot so hard onto the break that i was almost Flinstoning my ass to a stop. My plan to avoid my first accident went a rye when I couldn't make it into the other lane in time and my top left Prius bumper hit her back right Kia bumper. As we drove into my parents neighborhood to exchange information she said "Thanks for stopping, the last person I got into an accident with just drove away." When you have enough accidents to tell stories about them, you need to reevaluate your driving. Luckily, there wasn't too much damage beyond paint and I grudgingly got back on the road to work. Only 6 minutes late, thank you very much. Work was okay. Then the boo calls me to say he is going to be off work late. No biggie. i go home, say hello to Jersey, my 1 1/2 year old cat who is the love of my life, and settle in for some DVR'ed Conan. I live in a house, in a gated neighborhood, in the ghetto. All the curbs in the neighborhood are red fire lanes, and there are only 4 parking spots. Well i live with 2 other roommates, so you can see where there would be a problem. We just got new coloured passes. Red passes get the parking spots for a 24 hour period starting at 6pm on odd days, and even days for blue passes. Well yesterday was an even number day and I have a red pass so I was technically suposed to be gone by 6pm (which could have happened if the boo would have been off work on time!). I'm sitting there in bed with my flannel sheets when all of a sudden, at 6:30 I, unprovoked, look out the window. Well what do i see?! My car loaded onto a tow truck. I run outside with no shoes, spraining my toe in the process, and ask the not too bad looking tow truck driver what I can do. My only option was to pay $87. Although I have little to no money to my name, I still had some money left on my low small credit card. I'm filling out the paperwork and listening to hotty mctow-truck-driver tell me how stupid the rules are here and that he hopes my day doesn't get any worse. Isn't owning a Prius meant to give you good luck?? I'm helping the environment! I'm doing a good thing!! Okay, I know, the tow truck incident was my fault. But God, work with me here. Maybe just spread it out a bit!! I'm only 21, I don't know how much stress I can handle emotionally or financially. Well (un)fortunately I made it into work today safe. no car accident. No tickets. No tow trucks. It is pooring though, which I like- and feel is slightly ironic.