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.

What a nightmare, ita. I'm sorry.

Oh man, ita. Please let me know if there's anything I can do.

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.

Good lord, ita, what a pain. I'm sorry.

Amyth, drugs are keeping me fairly mobile at the moment, but I'm thinking sharing my germs with all and sundry tonight would not be a kindness. I'm working on brunch food for tomorrow, in the hope that I'll feel better then.

Fuck Enterprise. Fuck them to hell, seriously. They stopped answering the phone ahead of when they told me they were closing, so I don't know how much extra it will cost me to drop the car off at LAX. And LAX can't tell me, and they only pick up and drop off to and from the airport. Which, in their brand of English, means they don't pick up cars to return them to the airport, so I'm just pissed at them right now for being uncommunicative and unhelpful as an entire company. I have one of your cars! It's been broken into! Can I get a mild bit of urgency on your behalf? I don't need sympathy, motherfuckers. I just want to get shit taken care of

Cops aren't here yet, and probably the shuttle to the new rental place will arrive before they've taken prints, so that will mess more shit up. Why does this have to be complicated, and why can't I deal with it without breaking into tears?

I just want to have my own, stupid, poverty-inducing car. I'm tired of this shit. I really am.

ita, what is the problem with getting the title to your car? what company is that? I am looking into higher up complaint information on Enterprise for you.

Oh, ita, that's awful. I'm so sorry.

It's a rental that got broken into, so I'm pretty much on my own for continued hemorrhaging of money.

My insurance company covers some things with rentals. It might be worth looking into.

I am settled at my sister's house for the next 16 days, with 230 lbs of dogs. Woot.

Got the dogs walked and went to the store and now I'm lazing about for a bit before starting cooking: I'm going to have my parents over for an early NYE dinner.