Now, I can say this without talking badly about myself because I don’t really drive my car that much. When I awoke this morning on a nice lovely day I thought about all my plans: laundry, grocery shopping, relaxing with Scott, maybe going to a park or something. It all came crashing down when on our way to the grocery store we got to my car. Some wanker hit my fucking car and then didn’t have the decency to stick around and own up to it. So we call the police, and they won’t send a cop out to make a report because the car is still drivable. That’s bull shit. Stupid CPD doesn’t wanna get off their ass and do their damn job. Then the cop woman at the desk makes me feel like shit for having to make her stop reading her damn magazine and do her job! What a major bitch. I gotta run, have to go pick up another car….I’ll finish this rant later and put the pics up of the damage.
Apr 27
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