So my planned weekend of blissful playing with my new alcohol markers and half-naked bishounen was only interrupted by a nice little trip to the emergency room. That's right. I got into my first car accident. I hit a tree on a back road in Hubbardston.
I had gone to pick up my brother Dan at his friends, and on the way back I totally nearly missed a turn. And apparently I was going pretty fast still, because the airbags deployed. NOT FUN.
We're all relatively okay, but bruised and stiff and sore- however, Dan has a cut on his lip and can't play the tuba or sing in concerts. I feel incredibly bad about that, and his music instructor is going to want to kill me, but Dan doesn't seem to mind at all. He's... odd.
Eileen is at some garage in Gardner (ugh!) until we can get her moved to my sister's usual body shop tomorrow. I didn't get a chance to look much, but I believe the engine is okay. She'll need a new bumper and windshield and driver's side headlights, that's for sure. Those were pretty crinkled. And maybe a new hood.
The whole money aspect is going to kill me, however, since I only have about 700-800 dollars left saved, and my bills for this month are coming in. I was very bad last month with the credit card... The 500$ deductable is ALOT, and I'm terribly worried about... well, pretty much everything. It makes my head hurt. Oh, wait, that's a bruise. Heh.
Yeah, so I'm fine. I mean, my arms are sore because of the chemical burns from the airbag, and my perfect left breast is no longer quite so perfect (airbag burn again), but I'll be fine in a week. I will however, be stuck at home except for classes until Eileen is fixed. My poor car... At least Dan is okay. Goddess, if he was hurt badly... But my brother is apparently tougher than both cars and trees.
Moral of this story: If you're first instinct is to not drive that day, listen to it. 'Cause I didn't.
And always use your highbeams on back roads in Hubbardston. 'Cause I didn't have them on.
And never rush home because you think your dog is missing. 'Cause she's probably just in the basement tearing up the trash.
As you can all see, I'm well past the "Gawd that hurts!", "Are you alright?", "My CAR!", and "It's all my fault!!!!" stages, and am now in the "Ohmygawd this is going to bankrupt me!" stage. Blargh. Don't hit trees, people. It's very painful.
On a lighter note, I'm planning on preparing an entry of my gorgeous half-naked bishounen. Because I colored three pictures and am almost done with a fourth. And you all need to see the Naughty Hands picture colored ^_- | 
