i woke up sick as a dog. walked a mile thru the rain to do poorly on an exam in math. i said to my wife, "wife, i'm going home and i'm going to take a nap. i feel like shi*t and i'm going to sleep." so, we walked a mile thru the rain to get to my truck. drove it down the hill and ran out of fuel! holy sh*t i felt dumb. it was on a freeway on-ramp, so at least i wasn't quite on the free way yet. well, i called about 15 people and no-one could come out to help me. i walked down to the fire station to get a wrench so i could prime my fuel pump, and then to the fuel station for some diesel. put only a bit of fuel in my tank, thinking i might need to fill up my fuel filters. then i primed the system and got it fired up - forgetting to put the rest of the fuel in the tank. well, i ran it out of fuel in about 15 seconds. sh*t! well, then i kill my starter solenoid while getting a little over-anxious about getting it primed again. so, i gave up and had to be towed home. well, we got home about 3 hours after i had wanted to be home and then had to teach some one how to change her spark plugs and oil. needless to say, i didn't get my nap and now ihave to work in the rain with a cold to get my truck running again.