My plans for going to Comic-Con were looking brighter and brighter until I saw the fax my stepmom got – $551 for damages of that guy’s rear bumper. I don’t even have that much money anymore, thanks to my parents deciding to stop giving me allowance.
Hah, Comic-Con? More like Not-Even-Being-Able-To-Go-To-Time-Out-Let-Alone-Eat-Con.
Ouch. That sucks.
*moans*
Well… I think that puts me out of the runnings too. Sorry about the lack of money. I’m heading down that road at this exact moment.. but it’s because I’m being fickle rather than having shoddy brakes ^_~