fleurdeguerre

So, last night I stacked my car. Not badly, but enough to do a fair bit of damage to the front...The bumper has popped out on both sides, the grill is busted, the left headlight in now pointed downwards. Worst of all, my lovely VW badge came off and was run over several times before being rescued..
sniff
The guy who I stacked into, due to tiredness+ stupid girlie shoes with no grip+wet feet+drivng too fast+too close to the car in front, has absolutely zero damage to his car. At least he didn't seem to, Im just praying it doesnt reveal itself to be damaged in daylight. But, i didn't hit him that hard, and from the state of my car I'd say I took the full impact.
Never mind, it had to happen eh. 2 years without a crash, and my bad driving habits were asking for it really.
Apart from that it was a good weekend. Friday night was good, saw the ex and it was fine...not awkward or anything. Saturday was my best mate's birthday, ate too much and went to Weybridge park and had a go on the death slide in the pitch black. Also not a good idea in a dress and heels! Sunday saw my parents, and apparently my grandad liked his card. Had the fattest dinner ever because my brother is moving to Hemel Hempstead, wherever the fuck that is, and he needed a sendoff. he lent me Starsky and Hutch, so I can't wait to watch that tonight! But eating out 2 nights in a row has done my diet in, and this morning I was almost back to my highest weight, eeeek
So today and tonight are going to be very strict to compensate. What a bitch that one of the girls went to Ikea yesterday and there's now a mountain of mini Dime bars staring at me right now going, "eat meeee, eeeeeaat meeeeeee" and I have no self control.
ohhhhh

Well at least the Hoff can cheer me up slightly...

He's so stylish and super cool.