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Who the hell made it December suddenly? I could swear it was January last week.
I could really use some sleep. A lot of sleep, actually. The only reason I don't feel tired is because my head still feels like someone is driving railroad spikes through my eyes. This migraine has moved right beyond the "outstayed its welcome" stage and right into "messy houseguest who's been here for months and drinks all your booze and just won't LEAVE" stage. So I don't feel tired, but I'm groggy and in pain and generally really not in a good head space.
Anyway. I called Apple Customer Service, and they won't extend their warranty for me. Colour me shocked. So, the next step is to talk with the insurance people about whether they'll pay for the repair. Stay tuned for the next thrilling instalment.
Called the *other* insurance people today about the car. They apparently don't pay for repairs to the other person involved, so it's up to me to file a claim for my car, on which I'll have to pay the deductible. So I'm going to get an estimate on what it would cost to fix, and then probably not get it fixed. It's not like my car isn't a mass of smal dents already anyway.
The point is that the other woman doesn't want her premiums to go up, so she's offered to let me pay for the whole shebang and not make a claim either way. That would be the easy way out, for sure, except that I don't have $800 to spend on her car. I didn't have $800 to spend on my computer, I don't have it to spend on my own car, and I sure as hell don't have it to spend on anyone else's car. However, the accident *was* my fault, so maybe I'll ask my parents for a Christmas present (for the next three Christmases or so ^^;) that would get my ass out of the frying pan.
*sigh*
You think you have insurance to help you out in these situations, but really all it does is fuck you over more. People should learn from Terry Pratchett.
So, how's your day going?
I could really use some sleep. A lot of sleep, actually. The only reason I don't feel tired is because my head still feels like someone is driving railroad spikes through my eyes. This migraine has moved right beyond the "outstayed its welcome" stage and right into "messy houseguest who's been here for months and drinks all your booze and just won't LEAVE" stage. So I don't feel tired, but I'm groggy and in pain and generally really not in a good head space.
Anyway. I called Apple Customer Service, and they won't extend their warranty for me. Colour me shocked. So, the next step is to talk with the insurance people about whether they'll pay for the repair. Stay tuned for the next thrilling instalment.
Called the *other* insurance people today about the car. They apparently don't pay for repairs to the other person involved, so it's up to me to file a claim for my car, on which I'll have to pay the deductible. So I'm going to get an estimate on what it would cost to fix, and then probably not get it fixed. It's not like my car isn't a mass of smal dents already anyway.
The point is that the other woman doesn't want her premiums to go up, so she's offered to let me pay for the whole shebang and not make a claim either way. That would be the easy way out, for sure, except that I don't have $800 to spend on her car. I didn't have $800 to spend on my computer, I don't have it to spend on my own car, and I sure as hell don't have it to spend on anyone else's car. However, the accident *was* my fault, so maybe I'll ask my parents for a Christmas present (for the next three Christmases or so ^^;) that would get my ass out of the frying pan.
*sigh*
You think you have insurance to help you out in these situations, but really all it does is fuck you over more. People should learn from Terry Pratchett.
So, how's your day going?
