I am not emotionally doing too well right now. That there is my car, that I just got, from my bestie. It was an act of love, man. No I am not doing so good. Wanna cry, but, I am oddly numb. Except for my thumb. That is not numb.
It would appear that this also fulfills the prophecy of my eye doctor. The balls of my eyes have finally caught up with his mental view through them.
Naturally since it is 13 years old with 208,000 miles on it, the insurance company will not be fixing it.
So… no car. For the foreseeable future.