Mood? Fucking A! Sixt has finally decided to send us the fucking bill for the pranged van and they want 750 fucking Euros. I mean, yeah, that was the excess, but considering that they didn't feel the necessity to inform me that I could've lowered it by paying a bit more for the rental in the first place, it feels like a goddamn ripoff! There go my savings and the dream of new speakers! Remind me never to rent a van from Sixt again! Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Good thing I've decided not to go to London at the weekend, because now I couldn't even afford it anyway...
PS: Excuse my French.
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