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( Decisions, decisions )

And there are days when I really hate being female.  Days like today, when I'm so stressed that I cry at the smallest things.  At least I can blame some of that on PMS.

{Edit:  The car is going to the cheaper mechanic, which means I have to wait until Friday to get it back.  At least, I hope that's what'll happen.  
And we just got word that our insurance company was trying to cancel our homeowner's insurance.  C'mon Universe, dont'cha think you've tried to fuck us enough already??)