Hey, Happy Friday! It's not a payday but today was still a good day. I finished my last final (at work lol) and got some other stuff done that I needed to do. Did a little internet shopping between
working and I bought this fab BCBG dress. Original price was $98.00 but I got it for less than $35.00 on Overstock.com. It's a basic, black wrap dress. A wardrobe staple. So cute! I was thisssclose to buying a Coach planner but I stopped myself. You see, Monie is a bit of a label whore. D and I went to Filene's Basement a week or so ago and I was in HEAVEN. Michael Kors, Rock & Republic, Diane von Furstenberg, Prada, DKNY...discounted...all in ONE PLACE? *screams* Now, I'm not saying I buy all designer stuff. I can't afford that shit. By any means. But I can (and truly do) appreciate the quality of designer items. I have a serious-need-some-therapy-for-real obsession with Coach. But I've had a Coach leather duffel since 8th grade that is still in
excellent shape. The quality is just that good. D flipped out when he saw my $79 (a steal!) Seven For All Mankind jeans. But what he doesn't understand is that premium denim jeans are just...different. The material is better, the length is perfect, the cut is perfect, the boot-cutness (lol) is PERFECT! It's hard for me to find jeans that are long enough so my lovely, lovely Sevens with the 35" inseam make my heart smile.
I think my label-whoredness is at a good level. Like I said I LOVE designer stuff but I am not too good to shop at Express, Limited, Old Navy...shit, even Target. And for the most part, that is where I get my stuff. You will never, not never, catch me with some $900 handbag or the $800 Gucci boots that I wanted so, so bad. And I always (most times lol) make sure that all my business is handled FIRST. Money transferred to savings? Check. Car note paid? Check. Insurance paid? Check. Rent paid? Check. See, as long as all my shit is in order, a little designer dress won't hurt. Especially a designer dress bought for the low-low.
Oh! Update! I went to court on Wednesday for my small claims case against Snipes. Court was
supposed to start at 9AM. The Magistrate didn't get there until almost 9:30. For a while, I was sitting in the courtroom alone and that shit was so eerie. It's kinda hard to describe. Imagine a tiny, dusty, small town courtroom, right? Now imagine yourself, sitting there alone, the lights are dimmed and there's like some old, slow 50's music playing in the background. It was sooooo weird! Finally, more people started to come in and someone turned up the lights so it was all good. But I truly believe now that Warren, OH is one of the...9 circles of Hell or something. LOL!
Anyway, dude didn't show up to Court (big wow) and the Magistrate ruled in my favor. I have to wait to get the paperwork in the mail and then I can start my collection process. He probably won't pay. I'm expecting that. But, while I was there I went to see the Prosecutor and was given my subpoena for the criminal case. That will be June 14th. I was told that the Judge will most likely order restitution. Which means this foolio will HAVE to pay me or he'll have another warrant out for his arrest. Even with an order of restitution...I'm still not sure I'll get paid. He'll have a warrant...but don't crackheads enjoy jail? 3 hots and a cot, right? I don't know. I just want dude to pay for what he did. Not necessarily monetarily...but you don't do some hateful shit like that to me and get away with it.
I was thinking today as I was driving home...I don't even like my car anymore. It's still not fixed so I'm embarassed to drive it. His smell is all in it and it just feels...dirty. But, I've had it for only a little over a year and I know it's probably too soon to trade it in. Grrrr...I hate this. I have pictures. Take a look:
Why did you burn my cupholder? Why were you smoking in my car, period?!

There should be a button below that little circle button. It's gone. How did you manage that, crackhead?
This is the area he half-assed repaired and never painted. Whyyyy?
I guess looking at these...the damage is not horrible. It could be much, much worse. But...this car was my baby. I have only had 3 cars in my life. The first was a beater I had way back in 98 that lasted for about 6 weeks before it died. The second was my little 97 Tracer. Haaaa, that car had been THROUGH some thangs! She lasted for about 4 years or so before the transmission finally died. 4 years doesn't sound like a long time but the car was used when I bought it...and it had been a rental car. People dog the fuck out of rentals. I know because I do it. It was a little beat up. Cracked taillight, crappy interior. It was rust and dent free until I almost got ran off the road driving to D.C. one time. LOL! So for me, my current car was some luxury type shit. Power windows...AND seats?!!! AC that works?! You couldn't tell me NOTHING! LOL! But now it's like...blah.
I have been in and out of touch with "Janet" (the girl who hit me) since this whole ordeal. She keeps telling me that she'll give me the paint and gloss for my car so I can go and get it repaired but she NEVER follows through. She also told me she'll reimburse me for some of what I paid for the rental and gas but I'm not holding my breath on that one. It's just all so annoying. If you're not gonna give me this stuff, cool. I can accept that. But stop calling me and leaving messages on my cell in your high ass...higher than the threshold of human perception...Valley-Girl voice!!! Like, oh my God, please stop! Damn! LOL!
Alright yall, enjoy the weekend. I'm out!