If you feel the urge to laugh, please get it out of the way right now.

Some of you might remember that our last little Stammtisch meet had a not-so-nice ending for me - some moron broke off my car's outside mirror at the front-seat passenger's side. Since that side was turned away from the street my best guess is that some vandalizing teenager needed to either prove his strength or find an outlet for his frustration - and kicked at it.

I ordered a replacement off eBay which finally arrived yesterday; unfortunately, I'll need competent help to affix it.

Then, when I got to my car yesterday in order to get Elena to the vet, I discovered that the driver for the delivery service to the bar downstairs had managed to rip off the other outside mirror as well. On the driver's side. And so badly that everything connected to the mirror splintered and will have to be replaced as well.

At least he left some contact information, and his company has told me they're going to pay for the repairs. I'll believe that once the mirror has been replaced and I've received the money. We'll have to see.

It's funny, isn't it? Ironic.

As long as it's not your car.

On the plus side, the vet took out Elena's stitches and, as long as the internal ones dissolve as planned over the next few weeks, pronounced her fine. Now only the fur on her belly has to grow back.

Her reward for the whole thing was slashbabe's tin of Sheba cat food. By the way, slashbabe, she loved it and ate it all in record time. *g*