I do everything the hard way so you don't have to.

[spacecoffin2000]

I do everything the hard way so you don't have to. I had a marvelous birthday. I really did. I ate breakfast at turqoise, had a glass of wine, watched a movie and had wonderful conversations with all of my siblings. It followed an even better day that included drinking wonderful beer, sampling a variety of german food and just having a good time. So, I do all of this prefacing and what for? at around 10 o'clock in the morning I hear a knock at the door. I, being mildly retarded, answer in a pair of red and white striped boxer shorts. Much to my chagrin, at the door were two of Norman's finest. I wish I had had the mental forsight to do the 'nobody here but us chickens' bit, as I think police officers think that it is really funny, but I didn't.  They asked if Marcus Benjamin is there, I tell them this is he. They tell me I am under arrest and do that cop thing where they ask me if I knew why they were gracing me with thier prescence. I had a good idea of why, so I told them about a seatbelt fine that I had forgotten to make a court appearance for. BINGO. So, I tell them I wish they could arrest me tomorrow, they say no. Off I go to the municipal complex, where I am greeted by Senta, who was kind enough to bail me out of jail. While we were waiting for a woman to come to the desk, a couple was recieving repeated cellphone calls. We come to find out that this is someone who is dating the woman of the couple's mother. The man is accusing her repeatedly of purchasing a gun, which she denied. A long drama unfolded before us. Well, it seemed like a long drama, it was about fifteen minutes. This was a tale spun with all sorts of intrigue, but I hate to say it really harshed my mellow. There was a sociopathic faceless voice, tales of domestic abuse, and a woman asking her mother on the phone to talk to her like a square dancer would, whatever that means. I felt bad for them, really bad. It is kind of like that scene in Major Payne. Where Major Payne attempts to teach a young child a trick to keep his mind off of the pain. For those of you who have 'higher' concepts of cinema, it is similar to the catharsis of listening to an old blues record. You think to yourself, "man, that dude's woman is no good, and all he can think about is drinking rye." I realize after typing this that it may seem a bit insensitive on my part comparing a truly volatile situation with my own, but give me a fucking break. I was arrested on my birthday. The rest of the day, like I said was fantastic.

Today, I was given a bit of sour news also due to past action (or inaction, depending on how you want to look at it.).  I found out that I am not elgible for academic reprieve. I have improved my scholastic habits tenfold from when I was younger, but the shitty semesters at rose state after my first truly shitty semester at OU keep me from stalinizing my academic history. I am disheartened by this, but I think I will be ok.
Ah well, nothing is not a fight.