My poor baby

     My car went into the shop Monday morning so that the huge dent in the side from where that old man hit me could be fixed. My poor baby is going to be in the hands of some stranger for a whole week! The man’s insurance is taking 100% responsibility, so not only do they have to pay for all the repairs, they also have to pay for a rental car for me for the week. The first one that they gave me on Monday was a van. Granted, a brand new really nice van, but a van no less. I never felt so old in my entire life. Then this morning they switched it out with a Pontiac Vibe because I complained that I couldn’t afford the gas in a van all week. The Vibe is supposed to have really good gas mileage. We’ll see. I don’t think anything can top my manual Cavalier.

I know who my true friend is

     You know what I hate about getting in a fight with Ray? Everyone always takes Ray’s side…always…because they don’t want to lose “Ray-Dude” as a friend. Ray spent the night somewhere else last night. Do you think anyone is going to call ME and see if I’m okay after last night? Nope. The only person who is going to really worry about me is Angie, and I couldn’t love her more for that. It’s okay. You only really need one true friend in life anyway, and Angie fits the bill.

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This is freakin' amazing! That's talent...and a lot of time on your hands!

I hope the Tooth Fairy kicks this guy's ass!!!