But GODDAMMIT. Now I have to get the motherfucker fixed and deal with an insurance agent and figure out how I'm gonna get around without a car for whatever period of time mine is being repaired. What a pain in the ASS.
I don't think I would've gotten mad anyway, but I am so exhausted that when this woman plowed into my car, I barely lifted
I just got off the phone with my insurance company. Someone will call me hopefully tomorrow, and if not then Monday.
I guess it's good I'm not hanging out with
*I am plucking that shit as we speak: it's unbelievable that I've let it get this bad!