my car karma rears its ugly head at the worst times

note: anyone who knows me knows about my car karma. if i touch it, it will break down, go flat, hit something, leak something, be ticketed, be stolen, not work. i believe that life is fair, and i can only imagine that i'm deserving of it in some way. the universe makes up for it by granting me great parking karma. it's the day after thanksgiving at the mall and i happen to get that spot 3 in from the door. i'd rather these things were reversed, but hey, i'm not in charge.

this morning, i wake up on time, get myself together, get coffee, leave at a reasonable time. walk out to the car, turn the key, and.....putter, putter, stop. won't turn over. radio won't even turn on. i look up and one of my maplights is on. has been all night.
dammit!
so i go looking for jp's car. he doesn't need it today, might as well take it. but it's not in the lot, not on the street, not in front of the apartment....hmmm. where's the bug??
i go back into the house, ask jp where his car is. he tells me groggily that it's in the lot. i refute this statement. he looks confused. i ask him when he drove it last. "yesterday, to the bus stop." ok. since we never picked it up last night after coming home from the hospital, one can only imagine that's where it still is. grrrr.
so fine, i'll take the 61A (even though i hate it and it's a big pain to get home on. it takes about an hour to get home. and that's after waiting something like 45 min for it to show up). walk down the driveway and i see...the 61A!!! oh no!! i start to run, immediately lose my footing on the snowy road and fall flat on my ass. coffee everywhere.
since the 61A comes every 1/2 hour, i have 2 options. i can: 1) wait or 2) walk to the EBO stop to get jp's car or the bus there. it's a little less than a mile. not a bad walk, except it's really cold. and i'm still fighting this sickness, which includes chest problems. so i'm walking along, wheezing (because of course i don't have the inhaltor!), and i go to cross the last street before the park&ride. i look to my left and there's a car about to pull up to the stop sign about 20 feet away. i figure i have time to cross by the time they stop and turn. i look at the car, step onto the street, and this little old lady runs the stop sign and cuts me off. nice.
i get to the car, unlock it, get in, turn the key. the alarm goes off. why? i've never figured out how the bug's alarm system works. 'it hates me' is the only consistent theory that works so far.
at least it's friday.