Well, we must never feel sorry for ourselves, must we? No matter how bad things get, they can always get worse.

Today, Gyr of House Brooker, First of His Name, Son of a Perverse and Rebellious Woman, was totalled.

(Apparently, stop signs are merely a suggestion.)

I had a 4 minute ride in an ambulance that will probably cost $1,200.00. Nothing broken, but I did something to my left hip that requires an orthopaedist. That will be Monday. Walking, sitting, lying down, bending over, and putting on shoes and trousers, among a number of other things, are incredibly painful at the moment.

As to what the feck I'm going to do with regards to obtaining a new vehicle, jumping off a tall building is at the top of my list.

I had consolidated the remaining money due on Gyr into a loan I already had with the credit union, because I was REEALLLLLYY struggling making the car payment plus the existing loan payment. I'll be lucky if I get $4,000.00 from my insurance for Gyr. I cannot afford the added monthly expense of a car payment, even a used car.

Why can't something go right in my life? Just one thing. One.