I was fortunate that there was no real structure damage done and that I wasn't decapitated by what ever it was that hit me. It was close though, there were some parts of the windshield that were completely gone and I could feel a breeze come through.
But my daddy came to the rescue and drove the car back to my place wearing his coveralls and safety glasses. I have to say, it was quite a sight! (specially the fact that a former marine was driving a pink car). This little story does end well. The next morning the auto glass people came to my place and fixed my baby up, gave him (yes my car is a him, I like to think of it as an aging drag-queen) a new windshield and gasket.
Now my care is all nice and fixed and looking better than ever. I just need to do something about the chipping clear coat!
Safe Driving Everyone!