There was a an accident on a bridge in Detroit on Thursday. A four car pile-up. 2 cars totalled, one of them was Krista's. "My Jetta is now a little white box," she says. The car in front of hers, her boyfriend's, also totalled. The car that hit her from behind, her boyfriend's parents. How does one get into a situation like that, you might ask. Well, tomorrow Tyler starts his grad program at the U and in the process of driving all of his belongings to Minneapolis from Ottawa in a three car caravan, his brakes completely went out and he slammed into the car in front of him (which, consequently, carried a man holding a giant cup of coffee who was baptised by the contents), Krista then hit Tyler, and Tyler's parents hit Krista. Quite an insurance mess. Luckily, they are all okay for the most part, Krista got the worst of it and is covered in bruises and burn marks from the air bag. The bright side is that she was able to meet "two really cool tow truck guys" who gave her a fortune cookie declaring: "New opportunities await you." I wonder what those might be...