June 16th, 2005


...if I shuffle around some of my commitments over the next few days. A friend of mine had her car sandwiched between two "hi, I'm insecure in my manliness" size pickup trucks. She's not concussed, but she's still got that shocky vagueness thing going on, so I'm hanging out with her during the days while her spouse is at work. Fortunately, I wasn't scheduled to work again at the coffee house until Saturday.

One of today's goals is: get the injured car to the bodyshop in Pontiac, and acquire the rental car. Let's hear it for comp and collision insurance.