Well Saturday I was forced to do some dumbass family portrait with my fiance's family and then forced to shop for a dress with her for an upcoming Christmas party. From that point on I pretty much knew my day was shot, how could it get any worse? Well I'm hungry so I suggest Bella. While driving there she suggests we try the Colonade since I love sea food. Well, we go there instead and I decide to park at the very end of the lot with only one car by me and a nice huge street lamp overhead. Get out of the car, click the alarm, walk about fifty feet, and *CRASH*!!!! WTF?!?! Look back and see that an SUV has been kind enough to backup into my god damned car!!

Damage isn't horrible but it's the fact that it even fuckin' happened that pisses me off. No reason for it. The only thing I'm greatful for right now is I didn't buy a damned STi like I was about to a few weeks ago. I don't think I would have handled the whole situation as calmly as I did.