On Thursday, I called the body shop to find out about the estimate on my car. The mechanic said that my father had been in yesterday checking my car to make sure that I hadn’t left anything in it.
I spent the next five minutes explaining how that was not okay, that my father lives in another state, and that the car was in a hit-and-run. I then called the officer handling the case to report it.
I spent the rest of the night paranoid and jumping at shadows, terrified that the guy who hit us was now trying to find out where we live, and might come try to cause trouble.
On Friday, it turns out to have been someone else stopping by for a different Honda Civic, so all my fears were almost for nothing.
Over the weekend, I spent quality time with some friends of ours, and their dubious friends. I have a whole rant I’m working on about the friends in question, but the summary is this: there is no such thing as a hashish connoisseur.
Meta:
Also, you will likely notice that I have added a “beer me” link to the bottom of posts here in my blog. This link is a quick, cheap way to sponsor any blog posts that you like, or sponsor the whole blog from the sidebar. You are under no obligation to use these links, and I will probably take them up and down in some utterly random manner. Perhaps I will hold a beer-raising drive for a few weeks, then take them down. I don’t know. I’ll figure out some kind of happy incentive, too, but for now, it’s just me begging for money for beer.
As for the LiveJournal…. I still cross-post to LiveJournal. My LiveJournal has gone to unpaid status, where it will remain, I think. I was utterly and happily ignorant of the LiveJournal drama until last night.