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It's been a crazy couple of days...
Sep. 29th, 2003 11:36 amSo let's see now, where to begin?
Saturday Mommy and I went car shopping at the Saturn dealership in West Nyack. She got her car there, and has been very happy with the service. We got there, and within and hour, I had a car picked out, financing taken care of, and a deposit put down on it. That's right, people. I'm getting my very own car!
It's a 1999 Saturn SL2. It's in very good condition, and it's this really pretty blue color. You know what the best part is? IT GOES! Uphill, even! I won't have to floor it to get onto the Palisades! ::Happy Leslie Dance::
After car shopping, we went to the mall for a bit, and I helped Mommy clothes shop. Then we went home, and went grocery shopping. After that, I got ready to go to Rich![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
aziraphalesshop's house for dinner.
I was driving my mom's old car, a Mercury Mystique, down 304 on my way to his house. Across from Dr. Davie's farm, there was a car, stopped dead in a 55mph zone, with no flashers or brake lights. I hit my brakes, and my car didn't stop in time. BANG! My airbags deployed. I think that was the scariest part of the whole thing, the airbags coming out. I somehow managed to get myself out of the car. There was an off-duty police officer who helped me to the side of the road, where I just sort of collapsed.
In order to make a long story, much of which I don't remember, short, I'm fine, the guy I hit is fine, his bumper has some scratches on it, and the Mercury is totalled.
How'd that happen, you ask? Well, when the airbags went off, they practically shattered the windsheild. If they hadn't deployed, the bumper just would've been cracked, and everything would've been hunky dory. However, it costs somewhere in the vicinity of twelve hundred bucks to replace a windsheild, and the car was only worth thirteen hundred, well, you get the picture. It just wouldn't have been worth it.
Anyway, went back to my house, got cleaned up a little, got Rich to come get me, went back to his house, had dinner with the family, stayed the night there, did some random stuff on Sunday, came back home Sunday night.
I got home, and Dad said he has a surprise for me. He sits me down, tells me to close my eyes, and hold up my hands. He put something in my lap, then told me to open my eyes. I did, and there was a guitar case on my lap, with a guitar inside! It's an acoustic, it's very pretty, and it just needs a little fixing up. I think it's been sitting in someone's attic for some time, but it's in very good condition. The strings need replacing, and the neck needs to be re-adjusted, but it's perfect otherwise. One of Dad's friends gave it to him for me. I have to write a thank you note, but it would be useful to know the name of this person first.
So it turns out my Dad does have some redeeming qualities.
Steven's a little mad at me because I smashed up "his" car, but he really shouldn't be. He's getting a 2000 Saturn to replace it. We're going to have a fleet of Saturns in our yard.
Oh, and I also got a phone call from Lars Lunde. He couldn't get in touch with the head of the fairies guild. It seems she's fallen off the face of the planet. However, he said "I think you qualify. I'll let you in. Call me back and we'll make arrangements." WOOO! I'm in a guild!
That's all folks!
Saturday Mommy and I went car shopping at the Saturn dealership in West Nyack. She got her car there, and has been very happy with the service. We got there, and within and hour, I had a car picked out, financing taken care of, and a deposit put down on it. That's right, people. I'm getting my very own car!
It's a 1999 Saturn SL2. It's in very good condition, and it's this really pretty blue color. You know what the best part is? IT GOES! Uphill, even! I won't have to floor it to get onto the Palisades! ::Happy Leslie Dance::
After car shopping, we went to the mall for a bit, and I helped Mommy clothes shop. Then we went home, and went grocery shopping. After that, I got ready to go to Rich
aziraphalesshop's house for dinner. I was driving my mom's old car, a Mercury Mystique, down 304 on my way to his house. Across from Dr. Davie's farm, there was a car, stopped dead in a 55mph zone, with no flashers or brake lights. I hit my brakes, and my car didn't stop in time. BANG! My airbags deployed. I think that was the scariest part of the whole thing, the airbags coming out. I somehow managed to get myself out of the car. There was an off-duty police officer who helped me to the side of the road, where I just sort of collapsed.
In order to make a long story, much of which I don't remember, short, I'm fine, the guy I hit is fine, his bumper has some scratches on it, and the Mercury is totalled.
How'd that happen, you ask? Well, when the airbags went off, they practically shattered the windsheild. If they hadn't deployed, the bumper just would've been cracked, and everything would've been hunky dory. However, it costs somewhere in the vicinity of twelve hundred bucks to replace a windsheild, and the car was only worth thirteen hundred, well, you get the picture. It just wouldn't have been worth it.
Anyway, went back to my house, got cleaned up a little, got Rich to come get me, went back to his house, had dinner with the family, stayed the night there, did some random stuff on Sunday, came back home Sunday night.
I got home, and Dad said he has a surprise for me. He sits me down, tells me to close my eyes, and hold up my hands. He put something in my lap, then told me to open my eyes. I did, and there was a guitar case on my lap, with a guitar inside! It's an acoustic, it's very pretty, and it just needs a little fixing up. I think it's been sitting in someone's attic for some time, but it's in very good condition. The strings need replacing, and the neck needs to be re-adjusted, but it's perfect otherwise. One of Dad's friends gave it to him for me. I have to write a thank you note, but it would be useful to know the name of this person first.
So it turns out my Dad does have some redeeming qualities.
Steven's a little mad at me because I smashed up "his" car, but he really shouldn't be. He's getting a 2000 Saturn to replace it. We're going to have a fleet of Saturns in our yard.
Oh, and I also got a phone call from Lars Lunde. He couldn't get in touch with the head of the fairies guild. It seems she's fallen off the face of the planet. However, he said "I think you qualify. I'll let you in. Call me back and we'll make arrangements." WOOO! I'm in a guild!
That's all folks!
