1. Um. Yeah. I was in another car accident on Friday. This one was pretty much my fault. I feel like a total sack of shit, both physically and, you know, emotionally 'cause I caused a fucking accident. Whatever.
2. I am alive. Sore, annoyed, angry at myself, but fine.
3. The Trohmobile is probably not so much fine. I'M SORRY JOE.
4. Anyway, that's the latest. I have to go fill out incorporation paperwork for
MVK now. The bf and I went to the football game this afternoon and we lost (but they played "Dance, Dance" and there was a drumline-off at halftime, so whoo). And we watched The Shawshank Redemption tonight, which always, always makes me happy (Red and Andy are True Fucking Love). I'm still sore, annoyed, and angry at myself. You should've seen the girls in the other car. They were like nineteen and probably FOB fans (um. Skinny jeans, Vans, hoodies, parti-coloured hair? Yeah).
'Kay.
Bye.