Elise crashed her car today on her way to my house. What…the….hell is with me cursing her when I’m in her proximity. The only three times that she’s ever been involved in an accident were during the few times that we see each other (that aren’t summer) during the year between school.

Basically, some jackass pulled out in front of her as she was driving down the street and she couldn’t stop in time, consequently hitting the guy. I hope the police report rules in her favor because she needs a car badly for her work and the guy had barely any damage (while hers was totaled).

Luckily I’ve never crashed my car (and hopefully won’t any time in the near future) so I’ll be able to cart her around as soon as I’m out of school.

Car problems suck.