I still don't have a car. It'll be 2 weeks tomorrow. Called earlier and got "they're working on it still, but it's getting closer."

I could have attempted to obtain other transportation if I had any idea it would be this long.

And my packages from UPS were most likely stolen from my front porch. I don't know...never happened before but I have bad feelings about the new chick next door.

And some fake car coverage people keep calling trying to scam me.

I hate the world and most everything in it.

Oh, sorry. I'm supposed to be Suzie Sunshine. Eh.

Not in this thread, missy.

No Suzie Sunshine needed here.

Sorry about your car. Even the mechanics can't work in that engine bay. Grumble, grumble.

Infie,

Why do you hate cars and Jesus? Every time you have car problems the baby Jesus weeps bitter tears. And god kills a kitten.

Enough with the car problems!

Thanks guys. You were to the cheering me up with your sentences of kindness and jocularity.

foot, it ain't that I hate cars or baby jebus, really, it's just that they hate me and I would feel badly if I didn't reciprocate with some small measure of disdain. But I can't hold grudges very well so they keep sneaking back up on me. HAHA, they say, in a Nelsony way.

My fucken airbag light came on last night. Piss.

Mine has been flashing for ages. They said it's just a service reminder, but I have to take my car to the manufacturer for it because other mechanics can't do it or whatever.

It was raining slightly yesterday. I went down my front steps last night, which were slightly wet, and the concrete landing after the bottom step had a very thin layer of black ice covered in a wet slick. My feet immediately shot out from under me, time slowed down, I got out an emphatic "fuck!" just as I landed on the concrete slab right on my ass/tailbone. My reading glasses, which were on top of my head, flew off and got crushed. It knocked the wind out of me, and I felt nothing but pain. I was able to get up, and get in the car to go pick up my daughter.

Since then, I feel fine if I stay in a comfortable position, but if I lift my leg or shift my weight or something, I get a shooting pain in my tailbone.

I walked the mile to the Metro this morning, and I had to walk like an old man because it hurt every step I took.

Why the hell do we even have tail bones? We're humans, dammit.

Tonight is $5 buckets, and the weather guessers are hollering 3-6 inches of snow and ice.:neutral:

So buy two in case you can't get home.;)

Be careful with that bro, backs have been wrecked from far less. I've been on a daily yoga/pilates kick since I changed jobs and am only now getting my lower back straightened out from a similar fall.

The church is near but the road is icy; the bar is far away but I will walk carefully.;)

Damn, Glatt, that sucks, man.

I'm sorry about ur tailbone.

Thanks guys. It's slowly getting better. Used to be a sharp stabbing pain whenever I moved, but now it's more of an occasional dull pain. I'm hopeful it will be fine in a few more days.

It could have been worse.





Could have been me.

Well actually this happened yesterday... I figured my new Canon camera would arrive on Thursday or Friday and was making plans to be home most of the day as it will require a signature. So yesterday I ran an errand at 11AM and came home to find an attempted delivery notice on my door from the postman who normally never comes down my street until 5PM. The notice said the package could be picked up today so I have been patiently waiting to go to the PO when they open. :right: