Transposition

Ok, so you know what happens when you put lasagna uncovered in the microwave? That lovely splattering of gorey pasta guts that explodes all over the inside of said box? Yeah. That's kindof a good representation for the way my LIFE is going right now.

OK, so we'll start at the beginning. Neko is driving Kan-chan home to Boone. Enter other car in front of her + brakes slipping + wet road = Neko in fender-bender. Nothing that bad, busted out my headlight, the other guy wasn't even dented. Anyway, that in itself wasn't a problem. Because neither of us wanted to file a report or anything. So we would have just gone on our merry way. Except for the cop in the other lane. Who saw it. And helpfully came over to check our licenses and advise us of stuff. Enter problem. Neko's license and plate are both revoked. Why? Because of idiots who can't file paperwork. Thus Neko is now unable to drive. Which leaves Neko pissed the fuck off, and Kan-chan stuck in Raleigh when she needs to be in Boone for her classes.

Gee, dont' I feel like a fucking moron. I personally don't care that much what sort of trainwreck my own life implodes into. I've seen it coming for awhile, not that surprisingly. However, I HATE dragging someone else's life into the fucking mud along the way.

So yeah, anyone who has any ideas on how to help that DON'T involve clubbing myself to death, please step forward.