Ow.

The night before Thanksgiving - crowded highway, torrential downpour of rain, 2 feet of visibility. The car in front of me hit her brakes, and they engaged. I hit my brakes and kept moving. Stupid slippery wet stuff.

My fender, meet the back end of the car in front of me. How do you do? *Henry Higgins*

Thank God for American metal. It barely left a dent....well. Except for the one in my nerves. And the adrenaline dump has left me with a shiner of a headache on top of things.

I won't lie. Driving to work Tuesday morning is going to be a little nerve-racking.

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Okay. I want to rant. Just ignore me if you need to, I just need to get this off my chest without causing a wank. So, you know, LJ = Godsend.

( shipper rant )

*pauses*

*exhales*

Much. Better.