Argh ...
So I went to Brunswick today to take care of my cell phone ticket (which is bullshit anyway, even the state trooper who wrote it said so). I called to see if I could come this week instead of next and the woman who answered the phone said it was no problem, but of course they had no idea who I was when I got there and then told me to fill this thing out and they would give a court date in about 6 weeks. Fuck you Brunswick! I won't even be living here then.
I have this bad feeling I am going to end up having to pay the ridiculous amount of money they charge for cell phone violations just because these people are idiots. I mean, in reality this is no big deal really. But on top of everything else I have going on right now, it kind of makes me want to cry.
Blah ... this is the first night in a very long time that I haven't been required to be at the playhouse. It's kind of nice except I still really can't find the will to bother with my work. And I'm still really tired. Oh well. Back to cleaning my apartment and trying to start work on yet another paper. Hurrah.
I have this bad feeling I am going to end up having to pay the ridiculous amount of money they charge for cell phone violations just because these people are idiots. I mean, in reality this is no big deal really. But on top of everything else I have going on right now, it kind of makes me want to cry.
Blah ... this is the first night in a very long time that I haven't been required to be at the playhouse. It's kind of nice except I still really can't find the will to bother with my work. And I'm still really tired. Oh well. Back to cleaning my apartment and trying to start work on yet another paper. Hurrah.