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high and mighty robot ([personal profile] distractionary) wrote2009-05-22 12:48 pm

there is no subject line appropriate to this.

so, uh, yesterday I got into a car accident!

I am mostly okay, except for the predictable flare and probably some whiplash; the other woman involved decided, after walking around to inspect the damage to her car and being a bitch to me, to complain of neck pain and get back in her car so the police would think she was a better person.

(I'm bitter.)

I went to see my doctor, who very conveniently was able to see me about an hour after I left the scene, and very kindly gave me a prescription for hydrocodone (also known as Vicodin) 5/500, which means five milligrams of the good stuff and 500mg of acetaminophen per pill.

(Now it's Saturday! um.)

I'm not sure what else to say, honestly. The police report is vague and seems unfavorable and also flatly contradicts physics and my memory, so we'll see if the other driver (the Raging Bitch™) decides to cause a fuss of some sort, in which case I will bring so much fuss the CPD won't know what hit them. (I might get my grandmother involved! When she's involved and the shit gets thrown down, her opponent will be on hands and knees cleaning shit out of the carpet and whimpering meekly for WEEKS. ... so to speak.)

I just want to include a note, here, that [personal profile] invisionary and [personal profile] passerine deserve all the good karma reserved for this half of the week in this corner of the universe; not only did they gracefully allow us to show up way too early on Wednesday and kidnap their kitchen, but John also kept Rue around all morning on Thursday so they could do some of our laundry (for free. FREE. No quarters were harmed in the cleaning of this laundry), and then John took Rue to the scene so that she could make sure I was okay (as the EMS folks weren't doing a very good job, really), and later, after the visits to doctor and drugstore, John and AJ even more graciously let us come over and lean on them a lot.

I think I had about the brain capacity of their infant daughter, being highly unable to focus on anything but The Incredibles for more than about two minutes at a time, and yet somehow AJ didn't seem to be annoyed with me! And we said we'd help with dishes after dinner and then flaked upon realizing how late it had gotten, so I feel super guilty, and if not for the fact that it's way too early and if I'm going to do anything other than a short nap and a shower before going to the parade, it's probably ... a long shower, so I can't exactly go head over there now for ninja dishwashing.

It's a nice mental image, though: someone sneaks into your kitchen, in the dead of night, utterly silent ... and in the morning, all your dishes have been perfectly cleaned and put away.

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