She TOTALLED her car. She's fine (obviously since she still went to the baseball game), but she only had liability and the girl whose bumper she tapped (and left a tiny, quarter sized scratch on) insisted on being taken to the hospital on a stretcher. Seriously? I hate people who try to live off others.
Anyway, we are all headed out again tonight for Girls' Night Numero Dos for a night of dancing. Mr. Preppy insisted on being the one to pick me up (since he's positive I'm going to have a drink) so we'll see how that goes.
On a related, ahd happier, note, only 8 more minutes until the office clock says I can go home.