I'd say that life's punched me in the face again today, but it would be more accurate to say that it's simply sighed and walked off, leaving me hanging.

I swear, the last few months have been terrible. Today I found out that I won't be able to recoup any of my losses from my car wreck, and that the next time I get car insurance (which will be ages, I'm sure, since there's no way I'll be getting a car anytime soon) it'll be twice as much per month as it was before the wreck. Because I refused to lie about my accident, and flatly state that the other guy was at fault, my insurance company decided that I was culpable, and therefore would give me no support in filing a claim against the guy who hit me.

To make things worse, I have to go back to work soon, but I have no idea what my schedule will be. I'm not in the shape to adhere to my old one, since it'll require walking to work, and I can't do that yet.

I don't even want to think about any of this. I wish this year was over, and that Sara and I were living somewhere new, going to school and worrying about grades instead of Mammon.