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I just new today was going to well, when I got up in plenty of time, Warren woke up with little or no problem and did his homework without fuss. I left home and dropped Warren off at school with plenty of time to spare.
Then boom. I was in the turning lane at the intersection of 19th ave and 45th st. I had a green light and after checking very carefully, I swore on my grandma's grave it was clear, but it wasn't. Next thing I know I am upclose and way to personal with a guy in a N***Auto parts truck. By the time the cops came and everything was straightened out, and my car was hauled to a place that could look at it today, I ended up an hour late to work, and the nice policeman only too happily handed me a $60 citation for failure to yield the right of way. Lets hope Vitamin Hell is actually understanding or my job my very well be on the line.
Then it gets worse. It looks like my car needs a new headlight, blinker assembly, new tire, an alignment, my coolant is leaking and I dont' know what else. The estimate for repair just to make it drivable, never mind pretty, is between 500-700 dollars.
Then when I try to rent a car, the F*ers reject my visa check card. I had to call my mom, who is thankfully very generous and willing to help me out, sinc that means I need to put up a cash deposit.
I also find out that I have to go back to court again for all of RB's crap. It is cleaned up and I think it looks pretty, good but apparently its either not good enough or fast enough for them. I'm just hoping I can sweet talk again out of the fine. I just dont' have $100.
And to make matters even worse, I had a nightmare about him getting in the house the other day. Right now I am so stressed, its a wonder I can even function. I feel like I am cursed or something. No matter how much I try, just when it looks like I might get a break, boom.
I've been looking thru the want ads to see if I can find another old car, that might be cheaper and a better shot than this one, but I just don't know. At this point I don't know anything, except that this is not funny anymore. Do you hear me God, this is not funny. I can't take anymore
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Daily Dumbass: Me
Thankful For: the fact I wasn't hurt as bad as my car
Music of the mind: : Little old lady from Pasadena
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.