The Gift that Keeps on Giving

It's been 10 days since my car was broken into, and I'm still feeling the effects. I had a shard of glass stuck in my finger, that I was finally able to pull out today. The good news is, my finger isn't as painful anymore, so I'll be blogging again.
Aside from the physical pain I've been going through as a result of these assholes, there's also the financially strain as well. I just got my car back yesterday after getting my window replaced. I immediately stopped to buy a new CD player. I thought I would be able to figure out how to install it myself, but I can't. Wires have never been my forte.
My back passenger tire has been losing air since everything happened. I had to put air in every few days in order to get to and from where ever I was going. I forgot to mention that when they were fixing my window. When I was driving home just now, my car kept pulling to the left. I figured it was because my tire was getting low. When I got home, I realized that the tire is completely flat; to the point that I'm not sure how I was able to drive without seeing sparks. We'll just add that to the tally of things that I have to pay for.
I had big plans to get all dressed up tomorrow so I could look nice for my new driver's license picture(my birthday is Sunday, I expect calls and well wishes from everyone), but since my car is out of commission, I doubt I'll be able to make it. I'll have to drive with an expired license and risk getting pulled over and thrown in jail. Don't you just love people who break into your car and screw up your life for weeks to come?