The PT Cruiser comes home today (since the insurance company isn't paying for it, Willie, a family friend is scrapping it out for what we can get out of it, to be split 50/50).
That car was the material love of my life. It's going to be depressing, to see it sitting there, all grumpy and showing it's hoses. Poor Draco should be living his life, not leaking fluids all over (though I'm sure by now he's been drained...or at least I hope so.
I will take pictures later just so you guys can see what finally ended up happening to him...
That car was the material love of my life. It's going to be depressing, to see it sitting there, all grumpy and showing it's hoses. Poor Draco should be living his life, not leaking fluids all over (though I'm sure by now he's been drained...or at least I hope so.
I will take pictures later just so you guys can see what finally ended up happening to him...
Bad Night...
Sep. 18th, 2010 01:44 amI'm not doing well tonight, the grief is consuming me, not only for mum but for my damn car (turns out my roomate did in fact, utterly total it..part of the front is entirely missing, a door won't open and it wouldn't turn over if I paid it), my water keeps trying to get shut off and I just got a 'Notice to Accelerate foreclosure'.
The dogs are whining at me for no reason I can figure out and I just want to lay here and die, to get a break from everything.
I can't even THINK, everything keeps circling around my head until I want to scream until my throat bleeds.
And then the anger comes, how could she leave me to deal with all of this utterly alone?! How come she got to escape when I have to live every day in this hell?
I want to take her cardboard box (I haven't gotten her an urn yet) and shake it until she scatters all over the floor and then stomp on the pieces.
It hurts so bad.
The dogs are whining at me for no reason I can figure out and I just want to lay here and die, to get a break from everything.
I can't even THINK, everything keeps circling around my head until I want to scream until my throat bleeds.
And then the anger comes, how could she leave me to deal with all of this utterly alone?! How come she got to escape when I have to live every day in this hell?
I want to take her cardboard box (I haven't gotten her an urn yet) and shake it until she scatters all over the floor and then stomp on the pieces.
It hurts so bad.
HE WAS ARRESTED!
Sep. 16th, 2010 03:00 pmAll hail the inmate search:
http://www.dcso.com/inmates_in_custody_details2.asp?inmateNO=1004439&inmate=M
http://www.dcso.com/inmates_in_custody_details2.asp?inmateNO=1004439&inmate=M