My car is paid for and I no longer care how it looks. That is until that seagull bombed my windshield last Friday. I got my car washed and then it rained. I'm not sure why I bothered.

I had no one to blame for my car's first bit ding but me.




Ugh, the same bastard was responsible for the next two also.


Ah, the bliss of it not mattering any more.




Then again, my cars are not my babies .... so I feel for ya, NirvanaMan.

Erik,
Maybe iSm did it.
:D

With a hammer, in the parking lot...

Yes, that's it. Mr. Pink in the parking lot with a hammer.
:D

Got home last night to find that a member of the cleaning service I use walked through dog $hit and tracked it throughout the house. Smelly spots all over the carpeting. Lovely. Then they made a weak attempt to cover it up, but never bothered saying anything about it.

Needless to say they are paying for my carpets to be cleaned today afterwich they will be promptly fired.

I had a no good very bad day. :(

And it was supposed to be christmas.

Today isn't looking much better either.

Aww sweetie....at least you made a good literature reference. I'm proud of you. :)

Maybe God is punishing you for putting off Christmas until February. You're throwing off the balance of the universe.

Eh, christ wasn't actually born on Dec 25th anyway.

What does Christ have to do with Christmas anyways?

Now that is an excellent question however apocryphal it may be.