I've kind of eased up a bit, I guess.

went to go see my car today at the towing place.

it's in shambles, and I have pictures uploaded on my facebook. and even a movie clip.

so totem towing didn't have my purse and the guy there was very kind, and tried to get in contact with anyone that he could (SPD, and his tow guy) to try to get my purse back..


so no one knew where it was, and then my parents drove back to where the accident had happened. so my brother and I got out of my car and walked along the highway.
At first we found my one hubcap that had fallen off, then we walked farther up and there was my purse in the mud.

I was PISSSSSSSSSED, becasue you would think that the police would have the decency to pick up my purse from the mud, after saying "you don't need to be here for the towing, everything will be taken care of."


so I've been at home lately, and crying for 3 days.


sweet deal, eh?

I'm such a girl. But the upside was... I talked to Gerry last night. I just thanked him for everything he had done that night. And just joked around for a bit.