Things have a habit of making themselves more complicated. Turns out Pablo (the guy who hit me last Sunday) doesn't have a valid driver's license. On top of that, he was driving his wife's car, and he wasn't on the insurance policy which is in his wife's name. He's basically screwed. It might end up being an out of pocket expense to cover for the estimated $2900+ in damages. Yikes. Worse for him is that he already works two jobs which he has been driving to on an expired/suspended/or nonexistent license with no insurance. I really feel bad for the guy, because you just don't go around working two jobs with no license/insurance if you can afford to live comfortably. There's not much I can do now, because the body shop just started repairs and my insurance company is already involved. I can only hope this doesn't impose a massive financial burden on him. On the other hand, it is extremely important to have careful, competent, financially responsible drivers on the road, or else it would be chaos out there every day. I heard 75% of people who have their licenses supspended or revoked still drive... and 10% of all drivers on the roads after midnight are intoxicated... not to mention all the crazy people in SUVs who don't give a damn about any other car on the road, the people falling asleep at the wheel, and everyone on their cell phones/pulling on makeup/reading maps/reading newspapers or just plain whack ass drivers. I'm definitely in favor of revamping the whole driver's license exam. Damn. Bad drivers suck.

Highlights (like the magazine) and whatnot
- good conversation with my roommate (about parents and their ineptitude/insanity)
- trying to resolve an argument about some girl's ability to run 5 miles in 45 minutes. That comes out to about 6.67 miles an hour, or consistent 8min 35sec mile times. By the end I was willing to bet money she could do it just to end the debate.
- seeing Liwanag again, after a two-week absence
- missing the offramp for my other roommate's birthday dinner by more than 5 miles
- eating good Mexican food with the roommates, and chowing down on sesos (cow brains... it was a dare)
- missing the onramp on the way back home, twice (you'd get lost too if you were driving through that area, I swear. Are there no normal freeway onramp systems in Santa Ana?)
- a driver who actually acknowledged he did something stupid. I was ready to write him off as a whack ass driver too...
- eating cake and laughing about our last year in the house, watching Signs on satellite