I guess I should update...

"Spent this weekend in Mass doing all sorts ostuff including camping out, fixing the steering column on a truck owned by someone I had known for less than 12 hours, missing a junkyard by 30minutes, artcar parading, caravaning in the other direction, and hanging out with Velvet & [C] not at an artcar event or a diner for the first time ever.
Sin:Thesis on Tuesday along with a complete inability to find boots.
Yesterday was my sis's birthday dinner and fender reattachment, as well as watching Dark City.
Today was supposed to be just DMV trips & junk removal. Instead it is also going to be shed roof repair and gutter fixing. And if I can get free later it'll be further boot hunting.
The upside of this is that it leaves saturday free. This means that saturday can be both junkyarding & Yankee Candle Car Museum."

Ah the eternal joy that is insurance companies... feh.

"So I submitted a claim to the guy who hit The Cat on Thursday the 11th. They promised me a call within 24-48 hours. On Monday (the 15th) I called them and found that that claim had been canceled and a new one with a new claim number had been created and transferred to a different claims adjuster. So I finally got to speak with that claims adjuster who said she had talked to me on the 11th and discussed the claim with me. This was obviously a sign that she was smoking some sort of grape flavored crack as I had submitted the claim after the time when the claims adjusters leave for the day. So she promised me that a field appraiser would call me the next day (tuesday). So Dispite my having given her two work numbers in addition to my home number she calls at 2:30pm to the home number and only the home number! I finally return the call at 8:30am on Wednesday with detailed listings of where I will and will not be numbers wise that day. She calls me back at work around 11am, and begins to blather about needing to make an appointment for a field appriser to look at The Cat. I mention that I already had an appraisal done by a garage and does that make a difference? She asks what garage and it turns out that that garage is on their 'Preferred repair facilities list' or some such and they can just use that place's estimate rather than sending out an appraiser. Of course I gave the ins co all the info about the estimate including the total of it, what garage and all the contact info for the garage back on the 11th!

Feh.
I knew dealing with the insurance company wasn't going to be fun, but this seems annoyingly excessively unfun. This isn't quite as bad as when I hit the deer with the Crown Vic and the claims adjuster got fired in the middle of it all causing them to take over two months to process a claim that they said the first day was definitely something they would pay out on. But this is getting up there in annoyance factor.
So now I get to wait for them to respond once they get a copy of the repair costs from the garage. I have a feeling that the next step is going to be the ins company making me an offer well below the estimate and getting to have the fun of dickering from there.
I've sort of decided that if they offer me at least $900 (3/4 of the $1194 estimate) I'll prolly take it with minimum dickering, but if they decide to be insulting and offer me less than half the estimate I'm going to be a dick and demand the whole thing."

Burecratic Pentathalon.

"One must complete at least one errand at each of the following town officies in one day: DMV, Tax Assesor, Town Clerk, Town Transfer (recycling/disposal) Station, and Police Department.

My final score was:
DMV: 2 of 2 tasks completed. Full 10 points, returned Crown Vic's plates and got paperwork for mom's registration.
Tax Assesor: 0 of 1 tasks completed. 1 point as paperwork needed to complete tax was aquired byt the end of the day but after the office had closed.
Transfer Station: 1 of 2 tasks completed: They let me drop off some of the junk, but the other I had to get a sticker for. 5 of 10 points.
Town Clerk: 0 of 1 completed. They wanted me to pay $25 for a one year dump permit when I was only going to be dumping this once ever. 0 of 10 points, but an extra 15 bonus points for figuring out a way to get rid of the stuff for free without even having to go to the Transfer Station again.
Police Station: 1of 1 tasks completed. full 10 points for getting them to take a case of 20 year plus old ammunition.

final score: 41 of 50.

I need a rest."

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1 Year Ago (Oct 2000).
"Dating [C], but that was coming to an end. Working at the Citgo gas station and hating every minute of it. Living at mom's like I am now, but she and I weren't getting along nearly as well then. My life hasn't actually changed in any major ways in the intervening time, just lots of little ways."

5 Years Ago (Oct 1996)
"I had just moved out of home for the first time the previous month and was going to NEIT for Computer Repair. Living with my cousin Dave, still driving my 1970 Chevelle. As of this point I had no friends that I had ever met in RL (that wouldn't happen for about another six months). I hadn't ever been kissed by someone I wasn't blood related to nor had sex with anyone (would take another 7-8 months and the meeting of my first SO)."

Ten Years Ago (Oct 1991)
"By extrapolating the math I must have been in Juinor High. I have no memory of this what so ever. In fact for everything prior to around mid-1996 I have only the smallest fragments of memory."