Evey.. Poor poor Evey

If you happened to be unaware of my dilemma as of today, here's this skinny.. I came out this morning to go to work and saw that my car had been smashed.. Hulk smashed. It's pretty dreadful. I don't think the full impact of the situation has hit me yet. Mind, I am shocked and devastated.. But I'm not sure exactly what to do... 

I came out to find a business card for the Seattle Police Dept and gave them a call. They declared it a  hit and run and told me to contact my insurance. Insurance Co asked if it was drivable. I guess I didn't explain damage well enough. No. It's not going anywhere without assistance. What a horrible mess. Just a mess. They set up a rental car for me, but I couldnt get it till after work- mostly because parking in Downtown is CRAZY and I didn't want to deal. 

I cleared out any important crap out of my car.. The drivers side door opened an inch and now wont close. The back seat has been shoved forward... It was shoved a good foot+ onto the curb. I... I'm at a loss. Truly. 

My roommate said she was woken last night out of a dead sleep to hear a crash and a neighbor stopped to tell me that she heard it around 1130. Oy. Just.. Oy. 

So.. After all is said and done, I get my stuff together, with any info I might need in case I were to get a call in regard to my car.. and start for the bus.. To which I get off to early in downtown and miss my next bus.. which makes me even later to work. Awe-some. *sigh*

Thankfully I wasn't the cause of this accident. I wasn't IN the car. Thankfully I hadn't filled up my tank yet... 

Insurance had it towed. They will have it assessed. They will declare whether it is fixable. My hopes arent high in that regard. 

I'm going to bed.