its so hard.. to say goodbye..
im gonna miss her..
my week quickstyle?
monday. monday monday. yeah, well. i got pulled over for the first time. actually, i got pulled over once before, but that was a total wash and a waste of time. you cant get a ticket for racing and get clocked under the speed limit. heh. tangent. but yes, pulled over on the 92 for expired tags. im no slack, and my booty was registered way before deadline, but i just lacked the motivation to slap the sticker on my plate and put the new registration card in the glovebox.
now i was stressin to the point of ulcerific goodness before this little charade. im not sure how long the fuzz was tailing me, but i eventually pulled over, and whaddya know, my stress went away for a brief moment. odd, if you ask me. i started thinking irrational thoughts..
do i have weed in my car?
what if i happen to have a gun under my seat?
is that a stuffed animal in my backseat?
of course i dont have any weed in my car. i dont smoke. and of course i dont have a gun under my seat.. i dont even own one..
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so 5-0 was cordial enough, but kept me waiting. just a minor fix it ticket, probably $20 and a sign off once i show them ive got the new tags on and the new registration card on hand. i was almost happy about the whole thing.. it bought me some sanity for my day.
tuesday.. what can i say? surprise.. we must shop at the same store, huh.. and use the same method of delivery.. the broken one. #2 down. pacifica, someday soon.. =)
class was.. empty. apparently us kids that showed up were either 1) single, and giving rosie a workout or 2) dedicated to our studies.. or 3) just plain sad. im not exactly the slickest cat out there, but i aint that dumb. first thing i do when i log on? turn the volume on my computer DOWN. no one else seems to get that. creepy white guy starts web surfing during class and pops up a site that plays an audio clip that starts with... "he slowly steps out of the shower..."
ding ding ding. weiner.
has anyone been watching the olympics? i love the legs on those female speedskaters. oh and all the damn snowboarding references have bitten me on the ass. secret tahoe mission.
wednesday.. ulcer feeling terminated. eyes bright teeth beaming.. (as usual, i might add)
thursday.. dumbell. a big one. hahaha