Car Update

We got the Volvo back yesterday. It was the alternator...and the dealer replaced it free of charge, covering the cost of both the part and the labor, because they realized that the amount of problems the car had was driving me to consider serious complaints about them and the company itself.

(I assume, anyway, maybe I'm being presumptive.)

I'm still annoyed, and I'd still like to complain more, but they did the right thing: they stood by the car, and they fixed it after it continued to fuck up. So long as nothing else goes wrong anytime soon, I will keep a reasonable degree of annoyance but also respect for them doing the proper thing.

If anything else happens, though...they'll be hell to pay. I'm still contemplating going in on Monday and complaining about getting sold a faulty mess, but I figure I might as well complain at the wall because the problem is fixed; it'll have the same effect.

And yeah, I'm still depressed; that's not something that'll change with the days. Today Grimm brought over cookies because he is awesome and we played Machine of Death and Smallworld and watched My Little Pony, and now I'm drinking mead, and it'd been an okay day.

One day at a time. I'll be seeing the psychiatrist on Friday, and they will give me happy drugs.

(Going to ask about medical marijuana, because why the hell not.)