Or at least random things. As some of you may have read, back in July the CD player in my car stopped working. In fact, it ate some of my CDs and wouldn’t give them back. It was a really weird freakish thing. Even more freakish though is that today I was telling my roommate about it when I was driving and he wanted me to show him, but I couldn’t because it was working! How the heck did that happen? Did it just magically work itself out? Did my car decide it’s given me enough trouble lately so it should work right to reduce my stress?

Regardless of the reason, I am SO thankful that I will no longer be forced to listen to the endless dribble played on the radio every day! Thank goodness my car was miraculously repaired!