tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107146.post2531916920668775949..comments2023-08-13T07:56:06.968-04:00Comments on Idiosycratic Life: Grumpy Grumperson Updates Her Blog with a PSAChunky Photojournalist Barbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11646004753295087957noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107146.post-41616433610627655292008-09-24T13:05:00.000-04:002008-09-24T13:05:00.000-04:00I've been rear-ended a few times too. The reason i...I've been rear-ended a few times too. The reason it's always their fault is that they always can be seen to have been doing something other than controlling their vehicle. One time, a lady smashed up the back of my car while I was stopped at a traffic signal. I had become accustomed to rear-endings at this point so at the moment of impact I whipped my eyes straight to the rearview mirror and saw Carlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17238446003267829187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107146.post-46872250325858169342008-09-24T04:36:00.000-04:002008-09-24T04:36:00.000-04:00Also I stabbed myself with a screwdriver today.Also I stabbed myself with a screwdriver today.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107146.post-45758728220829481392008-09-24T04:35:00.000-04:002008-09-24T04:35:00.000-04:00If it makes you feel better my car got broken into...If it makes you feel better my car got broken into on Saturday night. That's the third time someone broke in, third time no windows were broken, and third time nothing of value except some change was taken. I guess my car is just REALLY easy to get into without a key. The only difference this time is I could still smell the guy's BO when I sat on the driver's seat.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com