"I don't usually have to wait for nobody"

The past two days have been a continuation of me getting effed over by....well, life.

Ignoring the drama that continued and escalated from this weekend, which mainly was unimportant to how shitty these two days were except for that my friends are more nocturnal than I am so I am very sleep deprived...

...or I would be except that I slept through my only class today. Yeah, whoops. You know it's a bad semester when, three weeks in, you're already doing poorly academically.

To make matters worse, the guy who was driving the van I hit is absolutely not cooperating with my insurance company. I don't know if he simply has no redeeming social skills at all, or if he's playing some kind of a game and trying to get something. For the sake of my faith in humanity, I'm hoping it's the second. I'd rather think everyone has some degree of social skills and that people are manipulative and greedy than that someone can exist who is an utter failure at being nice to people ever.

On top of that, I utterly failed to get my car evaluated yesterday so I had to send my dear dear dear friend Katie to do it this morning. She stills owes me a massive favor as it is, from that time when she woke me up at 7 am. Apparently she had an entertaining conversation...
"So this guy must be your husband?"
"No!"
"Oh, your fiancee!"
"I am *not* engaged!"
"Why are you wearing that ring?"
"Uh, I like jewelry..."
"Well, he must give good head."
(At this point she paused to try to figure out why my abilities at giving head would influence her to do anything for me...)
"Well, he has to be good at something because it sure ain't driving."
(We're still trying to figure out what my blowjob skills have to do with Katie.)

Anyways, he evaluated $2,400 to fix the damages on my car caused by the accident. Lord knows what the insurance company is going to pay the other guy.
I'm making a concerted effort to think the best of this poor old guy, I mean after all I was the one who hit him. It's not really my fault that he makes it so difficult to find any good qualities in his personality, is it?

So I pretty much called mom and gave her two days worth of freaking out and was all like "I can't do college! I need to drop out!" You know, saying those things all college students believe when they are stressed. And I'm still holding by all of those things -- I'm beginning to think college is not for me.

Moving on to the next event, I went and got HIV tested today. Now, I was 99.9% sure I was clean, but I was mainly going to give Carl moral support. His first test. (Our little boi is growing up so fast!) Anyways, both of us are clean so that was a good thing!
Yay for good things!

Oh, another good thing? A friend of mine has my future husband Jim Verraros' phone number (well, business card)...and I recently (five minutes ago) discovered that he's single now. Oooh.
Hold on, Jim, I'm on my way to Hollywood! :-P

Yeah, I think I'm gonna stop there and just end on a good note. Ya'll don't need to know the rest of my day. :-P