My days are numbered

Sorry to post two today, but something must be said.

My car was broken into today by a junkie. I know cuz he found the alprazolam bottle and unless you've done it, you don't know what it is. Plus he picked that bottle up and none of the others. Shit, I needs my drugs, I never leave anything good in my car lol. Bet he thought he'd found the mother load when he found that empty bottle. Anyway, he stole my ipod.
So I spent all day getting the window repaired and when I finally make it home to drop off my keyboard, which is probably what attracted the pond scum to my car, My car as I'm backing out of the driveway on a very steep hill, across 2 lanes of 5 o clock traffic, stalls. The gas and brakes lock and I start to go down the hill. I thought I was going to die. I was surely going to hit someone else, but I realized I could maneuver the car into a driveway quickly, so I did. Saving my life. I got out and looked at the car, and someone watching said the tire was spinning and the other had locked. I dunno. Restarted the car though and made it home.

But it reminds me yet again why you should tell people you love them everyday, so I suppose if you're reading this I love you. :) But the universe is trying to tell me my days are numbered. Too many scary things this last week...