  Mark was on his way to work tonight and he inexplicably ran out of gas. The tank was easily 1/8 full when he left home, but as he drove along he could see the fuel gauge drop.
When CAA got there and put gas in it, the van wouldn't start. They towed it to the garage, and tried again, but it still wouldn't start. He decided not to bother with going to work at that point. What else could possibly go wrong?
I got a brace for my left knee today. It helps! I'm so happy... I can hardly wait to get the brace for my right knee. I dread the upcoming weeks, only because it's so busy, and everything involves money: Saturday is Amy's wedding (we still have to buy a present); Sunday we go see Spiritualized; next Sunday we see Echo and the Bunnymen (I think it's the 4th time now) and there's all sorts of stuff going on in between all that. I think maybe I'll just go to bed. 
