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So I got a fucking underage drinking ticket the other night.
I was in such a good mood, despite the whole incident with the bitch who will remain un-named, until I have proof that she did it so I can beat the shit out of her (long story). I just got a promotion at work, Levon got a job working with my dad at Kreilkamp (which is absolutely AWESOME, great pay, benefits, etc.).
We go over to Jacki's for a while, drink there, then we head home and the neighbors tell us to come by, because they are having a party. We go over there, play asshole for a while. Levon goes home to make me dinner and lie down because he doesn't feel well. I go over for the proverbial "one last beer." Everybody is being loud, especially this one dumb girl. Some people go out to their car to grab a cd, and when they come back inside, the cops are with them (because they were intelligent enough to take a beer outside with them...).
Anyways, long story short, the ticket is in the mail, if it is coming at all. It will be about $166 which isn't too bad, but I could lose my license (I would get my occupationals right away though) which is okay except that Levon needs me to give him a ride into work in the mornings now.
Eh. Oh well. Off the the wonderful world of embroidery.
I was in such a good mood, despite the whole incident with the bitch who will remain un-named, until I have proof that she did it so I can beat the shit out of her (long story). I just got a promotion at work, Levon got a job working with my dad at Kreilkamp (which is absolutely AWESOME, great pay, benefits, etc.).
We go over to Jacki's for a while, drink there, then we head home and the neighbors tell us to come by, because they are having a party. We go over there, play asshole for a while. Levon goes home to make me dinner and lie down because he doesn't feel well. I go over for the proverbial "one last beer." Everybody is being loud, especially this one dumb girl. Some people go out to their car to grab a cd, and when they come back inside, the cops are with them (because they were intelligent enough to take a beer outside with them...).
Anyways, long story short, the ticket is in the mail, if it is coming at all. It will be about $166 which isn't too bad, but I could lose my license (I would get my occupationals right away though) which is okay except that Levon needs me to give him a ride into work in the mornings now.
Eh. Oh well. Off the the wonderful world of embroidery.