because everyone loves to read about other people's car troubles...

for some reason i think this story should be told backwards:
on wednesday morning, i took a car service to work, leaving hom about 45 minutes after i usually get to school. i let myself sleep in over 1 hour becasue it nearly doubled my sleep from the previous night ( i went to sleep at 5 am, which is when i finaly got home from the auto repair shop.) the cab from the shop took about 10 minutes, but came about 50 minutes after i called (and only agreed to come at all after i called three times - no one else was open!). i took the car to the shop in the first place after it surprised me (and embarassed me, because i had waited for 2.5 hours for a tow) by starting just when the nice AAA tow truck man finally came to help me, but i still needed to make sure it would get me to philly this weekend (which it did, and back from philly, too, even!). the car starting was surprise because it had stalled at 1 am in the middle of the street in lower manhattan, and refused to start again, and needed to be rolled onto a sidestreet with the help of passing anonymous gomlei chessed and oren (thank you!).
basic summary - lots of waiting for no reason.
maybe this was Hashem's way of telling me that i shouldn't stay out so late on school nights. Or maybe of telling me that all i really need to survive a day at school (wednesday went amazingly well) is a lot of adrenaline and a little less capacity for rational thought. (It probably also helps to be too tired to raise once's voice...)