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Jul. 8th, 2004 06:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So I checked the answering machine and there was a message from the insurance place asking about the accident. yeah. FUCKING HELL. so depressed now. you know, I paid the goddamn ticket, my car's supposed to be done tomorrow... I want this chapter of my life to be fucking OVER, I don't want to hear about it any fucking more, and I thought that was finally the case, but no, apparently not. god, god damnnit.
I don't know. today is just bad. I want to get out of the house but it's too early for just driving to be nice, really. and there's no one for me to socialize with. and probably that's good because I'm just feeling bitchy and combative anyway. mehhhh.
I don't know. today is just bad. I want to get out of the house but it's too early for just driving to be nice, really. and there's no one for me to socialize with. and probably that's good because I'm just feeling bitchy and combative anyway. mehhhh.