Well, considering I've spent my entire day passed out in bed thanks to some sort of pain killer, I figured now would be a good time to update you all on the reason as to why I was passed out.
Yesterday, while Cherise came to visit me at work, we had to go get stamps for my manager to mail out flyers. An old man decided it would be logical to run a red light. And total my car. And bruise my ribs, my arm, and my neck. Did I mention total my car? Because it's totalled. And I'm car less, in pain, and depressed over it. Who's driving me places?