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Okay-
I have been a fucking trooper for long enough. I am pissed. Mad as hell, even. I got my wisdom teeth out on Saturday, which was overall okay. Aside from the fact that my mouth still hurts and I long for solid food in a way that I never thought anyone could. Seriously- anything solid might as well be gold. Vicodin has literally become my best friend. If it werent for that combined with 800 mg of Ibuprofen I dont think I would be able to function. Today, I went to go get blood drawn since I am donating the nucleus of my eggs to a family who wants a child. yes, they are paying a large amount. no, I am not doing it for the money. After all that I was heading to work when I stopped at a light coming off the freeway. I was promptly rear ended by some fucknut in a Dodge pickup truck. His passenger proceeded to tell me (while I am in hysterics) that it was my fault because the light turned green and I didnt go. Uhm- excuse me?! So, they convinced me to follow them from Clairemont Mesa allll the way to but fuck nowhere (aka Lemon Grove) where he son who owns a body shop will look at my car and fix it for me. I got his drivers license number and whatnot at the scene, but in my hytserical haze I forgot to get his insurance... this is why I had to drive to Lemon Grove. Once I got there I IMMEDIATELY asked for all his info. I listened to his son's schpiel (and it was a prett good one) about how they would fix my car and look at all the BMWs in the lot that they were fixing and they would even fix any other damage if I would just "please, please not report it to the insurance company because his poor dad already had 2 accidents on his record.) Pretty interesting considering it was MY FAULT, right?! It took very little convincing from my mom before I decided that it would be a VERY bad idea to let them fix my car because A) there is a SIGNIFICANT amount of damage, including my tailight hanging from a wire. B) I might have whiplash. C) Rental car, anyone?! anyone??
D) who knows if they would even fix it right.
I guess the end of this year is not going to come very easily.
Im fucking ready though. I will beat all this shit and have a new set of tits afterwards. Take that!
Love,
Sara
I have been a fucking trooper for long enough. I am pissed. Mad as hell, even. I got my wisdom teeth out on Saturday, which was overall okay. Aside from the fact that my mouth still hurts and I long for solid food in a way that I never thought anyone could. Seriously- anything solid might as well be gold. Vicodin has literally become my best friend. If it werent for that combined with 800 mg of Ibuprofen I dont think I would be able to function. Today, I went to go get blood drawn since I am donating the nucleus of my eggs to a family who wants a child. yes, they are paying a large amount. no, I am not doing it for the money. After all that I was heading to work when I stopped at a light coming off the freeway. I was promptly rear ended by some fucknut in a Dodge pickup truck. His passenger proceeded to tell me (while I am in hysterics) that it was my fault because the light turned green and I didnt go. Uhm- excuse me?! So, they convinced me to follow them from Clairemont Mesa allll the way to but fuck nowhere (aka Lemon Grove) where he son who owns a body shop will look at my car and fix it for me. I got his drivers license number and whatnot at the scene, but in my hytserical haze I forgot to get his insurance... this is why I had to drive to Lemon Grove. Once I got there I IMMEDIATELY asked for all his info. I listened to his son's schpiel (and it was a prett good one) about how they would fix my car and look at all the BMWs in the lot that they were fixing and they would even fix any other damage if I would just "please, please not report it to the insurance company because his poor dad already had 2 accidents on his record.) Pretty interesting considering it was MY FAULT, right?! It took very little convincing from my mom before I decided that it would be a VERY bad idea to let them fix my car because A) there is a SIGNIFICANT amount of damage, including my tailight hanging from a wire. B) I might have whiplash. C) Rental car, anyone?! anyone??
D) who knows if they would even fix it right.
I guess the end of this year is not going to come very easily.
Im fucking ready though. I will beat all this shit and have a new set of tits afterwards. Take that!
Love,
Sara