super-fun american memo with a notable lack of backstory

[lebanas]

ok, so thursday was a marathon 21 hour day, i got up at like 5:45, relived the doggie treat incident on location, went to court to be told there's no piss tests currently because of a cup shortage so no, we won't piss test you, we'll  just give you two days community service, oh, these days don't work for you?  oh, ok, school, right, ok, here you go.  spent the next hour sitting there and laughing hysterically at everyone in eyeshot and talking about family guy and stolen pancakes.  after several people who apparently got arrested for having their music playing too loud in their cars, mr. your honor's relatively nice and the santa drew carey claus lookin guy just tells the judge my days, and he oks it - i'd like to think they found out i was kidnapped by the state of connecticut for this, which is thoroughly fucked up and more punishment than usual on top of community service but i'm not bitter.  sat around for another half hour waiting on these women trying to handle too many people at once to ok my forms i gotta fill out, and boom i'm outta there still paranoid and shook up from this whole ridiculous charade.  no one deserves to be chained and caged up over something this trivial.

am currently trying to write the ultimate punk rock song.  the judge didn't seem to give a flying fuck about finding my pancake either.  currently in serious need of a different job, something has to be wrong with me for not job hunting.  also recognize how many times this has been brought up since i got this job.  anyway, i gotta shower and go to work and get talked shit to by managers for the sake of the double standard quo.

vote NOT jodi rell in 09.