If you're concerned about JackJack
don't be.
He's fine. He pulled through like a little trooper
But wait, there's more!
A gigantic half ton Silverado ran a stop sign and rammed me.
I'm hurt, but I'm fine. Didn't break any bones.
My shoulder is fucked. My wrist and neck and cheekbones and fingertips hurt.
I can't see a doctor yet -
-it's the weekend, and their insurance company has been unreachable.
And until they play nice and accept fault (which would be pretty tough for them not to do when the police report says it was their bad) I am paying out of pocket for any medical care. And a rental car.
Which I had goddamn better have on Monday, or I am going to be a very pissed off Mooncat.
Little tiny teenage girls driving big giant trucks that they cannot control: fuck off and die. You guys are cocksuckers, and you deserve to have your licenses revoked until you learn how to drive properly. You two dumbass little ignorant basic bitches and your country bumpkin rhinestone-studded butt mother, seriously,
goest thou to hell and swiftly please.
I'll be stuck in this house until further notice. At least I'm being productive.
Work two days, vending three days..this week is gonna be my bitch whether it likes it or not.
M.
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