It's only been a day since the accident--in fact, given that it's 1:30 now, we've just passed the 24 hour mark--and I'm already tired of telling the story, so here's the short-short version:

I was going straight. The 17 year-old-kid at the jug-handle was making a left. Crash.



I got home last night thanks to my cousin Scott. Right now I'm waiting for Pete and CJ to show up so we can still see The Return of the King. Tomorrow begins the fun of getting a rental until I learn the fate of my once-wonderful car.

I also got off the phone with the Marlboro police just a few minutes ago--the accident report does put the other driver at fault, and according to the Lieutenant I spoke to, issuing a summons/ticket does not affect the insurance claim, so I'm not going to bother. this will undoubtedly draw criticism from my parents, but I'm taking the police's word over theirs since I tend to think they'd be a bit more knowledgeable about these things.

I cleaned my room up, which felt good. Lots of garbage to dump; I'll take care of that tomorrow. I already left a message for my office manager, and I'll call Pete (my co-worker, not my friend) tomorrow morning to give him the alundry list of things I had to do Monday that he'll have to do.

And I just left a message with the kid to get his driver's license and home address so I can give that to my insurance company.

Right now I'm listening to Radiohead's OK Computer which Noah gave me last night as a Hannukah gift. I guess he finally got tired of me telling him "I'll get it, eventually". It's . . . it's certainly different from Hail to the Theif though I can see the progession, even wmissing the one or two albums Radiohead released inbetween. Gonna take me a few more listen-to's before I can really decide what I think of it. It's certainly different. And a lot of distortion. The lyrics are wild, though, just reading them in the liner notes.

Well. I'm alive, if slightly bummed. I think 2004 has started early.