No, I have no renters insurance. That's much too organised for the level at which I operate.
And Enterprise was all "Well, we close at noon, so bye." Thanks, guys. We were getting along *so* well.
Simon: The decision saved your life. Zoe: Won't happen again, sir. Mal: Good. And thanks. I'm grateful. Zoe: It was my pleasure, sir.
'Out Of Gas'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
§ ita § - Dec 31, 2011 9:27:30 am PST #13782 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Anne W. - Dec 31, 2011 9:28:08 am PST #13783 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Goddamn it, ita. I am so sorry.
§ ita § - Dec 31, 2011 9:38:32 am PST #13784 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Thanks, guys.
I'm really not coping very well. I have no clear idea of how I'm getting the car back, but at least I have something in place to get another car. From another company. Which is not cheaper, but they are not being dicks right now, so they win.
I just don't know how to do all of this. I really don't. I can't deal with fucking this up right now.
sj - Dec 31, 2011 9:39:36 am PST #13785 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
ita, what a giant pain in the ass. Your regular insurance company may cover rentals and be able to help you out.
Strix - Dec 31, 2011 9:42:50 am PST #13786 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Oh, god, ita !, NO!!
That is awful; I am SO sorry. Double fuckcakes with shit icing.
Scrappy - Dec 31, 2011 9:44:52 am PST #13787 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Oh,ita. So sorry about this fuckitude.
§ ita § - Dec 31, 2011 9:47:38 am PST #13788 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It's a rental that got broken into, so I'm pretty much on my own for continued hemorrhaging of money.
I just want to go back to bed, but the cops are coming to print the car, and then I go pick up a new rental from the new company, and then I work out how to get this rental back to the LAX location and find out how much they're going to gouge me for that, or if it would be cheaper to hang onto the car until Monday and return it up the street then.
Oh, my god, I just want to go back to sleep. FUCKING IDIOT.
DavidS - Dec 31, 2011 9:48:15 am PST #13789 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
What a nightmare, ita. I'm sorry.
javachik - Dec 31, 2011 9:55:51 am PST #13790 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Oh man, ita. Please let me know if there's anything I can do.
Jesse - Dec 31, 2011 10:01:09 am PST #13791 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh jeez, ita. I'm so sorry. Crying in front of people doesn't seem unwarranted at this juncture.
In lighter conversational news,
Also, does a L really fit a 32 rib cage? That's a lot of dependency on elastic to span all those rib and cup dimensions in one size.
That's the same thing with tights, and it's so often bullshit.
Also, since I'm not THAT much of a slob, but still have fairly low standards, I totally neatened my bedroom in like five minutes -- hanging up/putting away all clothes that needed it, putting up my suitcase, etc. Have also gotten a massage, run some errands, paid a bill, and written a nice note to my choir buddy who is dying from cancer (but also preaching at church tomorrow!). Continued neatening to come and also vacuuming and some actual cleaning.