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I was laying there thinking "I need better bedtime stories."
If you should ever find yourself selecting a new shiny fandom to get into with an eye toward what will feel nice and comforting to escape to when you want to stop mentally replaying your car accident and go the fuck to sleep, pro tip: CHOOSE SOMETHING WITH LESS BODILY HARM AND CONSTANT PERIL AND BEING STUCK IN RICKETY DANGEROUS VEHICLES THAN GENERATION KILL.
Even the Nate-is-a-priest AU bunny didn't help.
I did get to sleep eventually, though, and I actually feel less hit-by-a-truck than I expected to this morning. Today's exciting plans include going to the tow place to retrieve my crock pot, stuffed turtle, and ancient Amtrak blanket from my car, going to my regular doctor to get checked over and see when she thinks I should go back to work, and figuring out who exactly is going to pay for me to rent a car until I (oh this is going to be fun) buy a new one.
And maybe bringing some new verisimilitude to that story I was working on where Ray is having a really bad day and Brad makes him feel better.
Even the Nate-is-a-priest AU bunny didn't help.
I did get to sleep eventually, though, and I actually feel less hit-by-a-truck than I expected to this morning. Today's exciting plans include going to the tow place to retrieve my crock pot, stuffed turtle, and ancient Amtrak blanket from my car, going to my regular doctor to get checked over and see when she thinks I should go back to work, and figuring out who exactly is going to pay for me to rent a car until I (oh this is going to be fun) buy a new one.
And maybe bringing some new verisimilitude to that story I was working on where Ray is having a really bad day and Brad makes him feel better.
