Holy Fender-Benders, Batman!

So today I got into my first car accident.

It wasn't serious. Just a bad combination of sudden stops and icy roads. Technically I was the one at fault, though it was just one of those things that couldn't be helped. There was minimal damage to the gal's car that I hit and almost none to my car. In fact, it really wouldn't be a big deal at all if it weren't for one thing: the car I was driving wasn't actually mine.

It was my boss'.

To make matters even worse, two of her kids were with me in the car when it happened.

And just to add icing to this already-overly-frosted cake, my boss is out of town and unreachable for the immediate time being, so she doesn't even know about it yet.

I left a message on her voicemail for her to call me as soon as she got the message, but in all likelyhood, she won't get that message until she's already home and hears about the incident from one of the kids. If there's anything worse than hearing that you're kids got into an accident with your car, which was being driven by the person in charge of taking care of them, it's hearing about it from someone other than said employee first.

Gosh, I am so fired.

How Cool Is This?

CREATE YOUR DEBUT YA COVER

1 – Go to “Fake Name Generator” or click http://www.fakenamegenerator.com/

The name that appears is your author name.

2 – Go to “Random Word Generator” or clickhttp://www.websitestyle.com/parser/randomword.shtml

The word listed under “Random Verb” is your title.

3 – Go to “FlickrCC” or click http://flickrcc.bluemountains.net/index.php

Type your title into the search box. The first photo that contains a person is your cover.

4 – Use Photoshop, Picnik, or similar to put it all together. Be sure to crop and/or zoom in.

5 – Post it to your site along with this text.

Vent Session

I can't believe he would do this. Just when I think I've shut him enough out of my life that he can't hurt me anymore, he has to prove me wrong.

All I've wanted for a really long time is this one thing, this one dream that has been getting me through the past five years. It was the perfect plan and I've been working my ass off to make it happen for two straight years now. It would get me the life I wanted, where I wanted it, and who I wanted it with.

It was dependent completely on me. I would raise the money, I would do the dirty work, I would go the distance, and I would be the one to live with the results. It seemed completely fool-proof.

But, in typical Cory fashion, he managed to find the one way that would ruin it all. And he doesn't even realize what he's doing or how impartant this is to me. Which, I guess to be fair, is partly my fault for shutting him out so completely so that he doesn't even know I have plans that he could ruin....

And me, being the good little daughter that I am, will probably never tell him. I'll let him think that everything's fine, because confronting him on it would just make him aware that he can still get to me. It would be tangible evidence that I'm not invulnerable to him.

Is that all that's holding me back from talking to him about it? Pride?

Am I really going to let pride be the thing to keep me from living my dream?