GAH!!!!

So. As of yesterday, the Puddlejumper is no more.

I'm accepting it. Slowly. Not willingly. I've had that car for over three years. It was my first car. I bought it with the money from selling my horse. I mean, granted, I'll get another car, eventually. And it'll hopefully be a nice car. Dad asked me if I wanted to have his old car or if I wanted something sportier, like the twins have, and I had to admit I wanted something sportier. Plus, I drove his car the other day, and it's...all right. It doesn't have a RPM gauge which threw me off when I was guessing when to move it up a gear. But I'd still rather have my little Puddlejumper.

In addition to no longer having a car, I'm having trouble with even going on foot. Stupid warts STILL haven't disappeared. I even got the freeze-off stuff. Didn't help. Hurts to walk.

And my head is killing me. I just want to crawl into a dark hole and die. My head hasn't ached this badly in months.

And I've been at work since 1:00. I didn't even get to escape for dinner, since we had a meeting. So I've literally been in the ag dome for seven hours straight. Maybe that's the cause of the headache.

So...I'm really ready to go to bed. But I have to be here (officially) until 9, and I'll probably stay until 9:30ish, because I'm behind on hours.