I wouldn't give you the dust off my car.

My car, the one that got hit Sept 16th, is STILL NOT FUCKING FIXED YET!

I rang both SmashCare and AAMI and let loose on them today. I am fucking sick of this. I am out of pocket at least $3000 for rental cars. FUCK THIS SHIT. I am so so so so so so so so so so goddamn mad, I am seeing spots.

That fuckstick cuntwad who hit me is going to paaaay and pay dearly.

I leave for Laos on Wednesday, so I don't need a car for 9 days. When I get back, that fucking thing better be fixed. G thinks I should sue them all - AAMI, Smashcare and the fuckwitcunt who hit me. Tempting.....

I should be packing and all I can do is sit here and Google "suing insurance companies". I have no life.

I GO TO LAOS IN 2 DAYS!!! I should be more excited. I am excited because (A) BEER LAO, (B) I get to see Emma, (C) BEER LAO, (D) TRAVEL and (E) BEER LAO!

I need out of here. Lately, even the site of shit around this place is pissing me off.

I have a job next year. YAY! I have to go see Russell on the Wednesday before I fly out and sign a contract. I am concerned, as there is talk of us combining with Research and I do not like this idea. I do not like the Research Dept Head and she is a control freak. I WILL NOT deal with her. NO. Sorry, but no.

Had a fun time at the Xmas party. Michaela changed the movies for the trivia at the last second. Boy, was I pissed.

Basically, I am in a really pissy mood and I need to leave the country NOW.

Buh, Buh, buh, look where you're goin' ya idiot.

Pics of the car. If your on my FB, you should be able to see them. If not, give me your name and I will add you.

SEE! See the left blinker on?!?!?!? &^&%W&*^!%#^%!@#%!@&^$*@!#&^!!!!!!!!!!!!

:( :( :(

Is this gonna be a write off? I hope not......



We're both taking the day off. I am eventually going to go see the doc up here at Lutwyche just so I have a record. The hospital didn't even give G a day off. WTF?

His mother went to see him at the hospital. He had no reception AND his battery was dying, so it was hard to reach him. By the time I was sorted and calmed down, he was on his way home. I feel like a bad wife, being here, but what would I have done there???

Also, Phil was home when the crash happened, which alerted the cops as well to the issues there. He was drunk, ranting, screaming and being a pain. Eventually, he pulled out ALL OF THE FUSES to the house and left, leaving them with NO POWER. What?!?!?

I can't even....I should have called the cops when I saw him there again...or told the ones that were talking to me what happened. One of them did ask me how our neighbours were and I did admit that we had JUST returned from the copshop from making a statement against them for the domestic last week. *sigh*

I need to go call 2 doctors now. YAY! FUN!