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.
[EDIT: because of some idiot shitposting a load of comments about A MINOR'S boobs, anonymous comments have been disabled. Sorry for any annoyance this causes.]
In continuing my journey thru all the movies of that Buzzfeed post, the remaining unwatched films were either not readily available to watch, or were not free to watch, so I shan't be offering any opinion on them. Thus concludes my half arsed film review series.
Some general updates since my "hey y'all I'm not dead post" a while back:
The Bros and I went to see Wovenhand in Brooklyn.
Y'all should know at this point of my obsession with the music of Wovenhand.
I got to say hey to DEE, and naturally acted like a bumbling buffoon.
My friend Cyn and I went to Paducah, Kentucky at the end of September for the BBQ on the River Festival and basically did nothing but eat ribs and brisket and biscuits and gravy for a week. We also got to spend a couple days with Tempest, which was beyond amazing. A morning of Geocaching occurred, good times all round.
Some highlights:
We drove to Kentucky, taking 2 driving days each way. Our halfway point is and will always be in West Virginia, because TUDOR'S BISCUIT WORLD.
I usually don't take photos of my food, but this is the best breakfast of biscuits and gravy you will ever have.
We ate our way through the Festival in Paducah, KY with great enthusiasm.
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| one BBQ vendor of many |
At our halfway stop on the way home, we made friends with this cat at the Super 8.
For Cyn's birthday, she received her very own 18th century gown. She's been wearing mine for years on Halloween, and when I saw this one gown with a peacock colour paisley design, it was just screaming her name too loudly for me not to get it for her.
I've made some alterations to an older gown for my costume this year. Harleyquinn has discovered that panniers (the rigid underskirt necessary for Baroque fashion) make very nice beds.
I have to imagine that women in the 1700s also discovered this, and wandered about their homes with cats sleeping on their dresses.
In other fun news, this past Saturday night, apparently my drunk ass ordered an entire pizza from the take out place next door to my apartment building, and I ate half of it. I have no memory of doing this. And it's doubly perplexing because, as most of you know, I HATE cheese.
300 mg of seroquel in action, my friends. Pretty sure my liver is the 8th natural wonder of the world.
