stop the train, I wanna get off.

[lyssie]

Before anyone panics, I am fine. Bruised and annoyed, but fine. Moya, otoh, is not. We got smashed by some idiot who didn't slow down for his red light (eta I'm not saying it was all his fault and now I'm annoyed at myself for making it sound like that. I was trying to make the yellow light, but he was going much too fast to have started from a stop), the driver's side door is totaled, one of the wheel struts is gone, the dashboard needs some rearranging, and that side of the front section is in pieces on MLK Jr drive.

nique's car, btw, won't start. She doesn't have her phone, so I'm hoping she'll hop a bus soon and get home. timjr's on a bus, hopefully. (neither of them were in the car, they were at work)

I am so tired of being an adult now.

(also, now I'm not in the midst of the crisis, I'm falling apart. My car, you guys. My car)

Comments

[karma-aster.livejournal.com]

Oh geez, honey. I'm so sorry, but I'm glad you're okay. Everyone's got insurance, right? Insurance is a lifesaver in things like this.