emily.

So my car got backed into by not a redneck, but a hippie. And it turns out... I had pre-cal with his girlfriend. I wasn't really one to complain about living in a small town before but now I'm not so sure.

The entire purpose of insurance is so I DON'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH YOU. I don't want to talk to you, get to know you, or meet you in person.

And now I have and I'm pretty irritated. And it only makes it worse that I actually knew you before and didn't mind you as a person. Hopefully you'll stay away from me now. It should be apparent that I don't really like you. Or your uninsured boyfriend who apparently can't take the time to look where he's going when he's backing out of a driveway too quickly.

Moving on.

I'd like to share with you all a nifty little website called
coComment a fun place where you can track the comments that you leave! If you're like me and get irritated when you stumble across a nasty comment you made a while back that the coward
responded to on his or her blog instead of yours and you didn't even get a chance to defend yourself and now it's too late because that was like... a week ago(!)
then coComment is the place for you.

you're a magnet for car accidents
2 in a row! im impressed.
» monkeymeister on 2006-07-20 06:24:22

oooooh
hahah, i guess i cant reed well.. look i put mittens on the bunny!
» monkeymeister on 2006-07-21 07:49:02

Oh dear.
Cars don't like you. And your profile picture is adorable, I love it.
» Le_Jes on 2006-07-22 03:10:58

Thanks.
I was bored last night, and my old one was just horrible. :P
» Le_Jes on 2006-07-22 06:04:32

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