Whoops. Too late.
On the positive side-- it didn't happen on the Thruway and nobody was hurt. A good samaritan pulled my car off the highway. A friend picked me up and brought me to rehearsal, and when the tow truck guy came another friend drove me back to the car. My boss will give me a lift to work tomorrow, and M will give me one back to the car in the evening.
I'm carless tomorrow, and this will doubtlessly cost some buckaroonies, but things could be much worse.
I had a nice dinner of assorted Indian food with M, and a decaf mochaccino from the best coffee place in Albany. I should get some mortgage quotes online tonight, but I'm wiped. Tomorrow's gonna be a busy day.
Night night, journal. May all your mixed blessings be seen in good light.