Words cannot express how happy I am to see my Camry again.
Mostly because I fucking hate this Chevrolet.
The shippers were originally supposed to drop it off yesterday morning, but it conflicted with my rental tour, so I told them to dump it today. The brought it by right at 10am, although I had fallen asleep on the couch and didn't get the first phonecall then. They left a really assholish voicemail and called back five minutes later, when I caught it.
So here it is. I flipped out about the hail dents when I first saw the car, but the tow truck driver just chuckled. Damn.
I'd post a picture, but it looks exactly the same as it did last week—except washed. I guess my mom had my little brother and sister wash it while I was out of town. Awesome.
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