you know when you have those days when you're babysitting 4 new kids {not family members' kids} and on the morning of your very first day on the job you have to drive the family's suburban {which of course is much nicer and larger than the 96' ford escort you're use to driving} and you're late to take the little girl to kindergarten so maybe you were going a little fast on only one section of the road but when you see the sign that says 35 mph and the orange construction cones ahead you instantly slow down to an appropriate 30 mph to be safe and yet a motorcycle cop still sees you and pulls you over but you have no idea why because clearly you were under the speed limit and yet he is still convinced you were going 54 so he gives you a ticket and therefore the little girl is late to school? ya know how that feels? oh you don't? maybe it's just me. suck.
(i am so not good at talking my way out of tickets. even when i don't think i deserve it. i just sit there and listen and then say thank you when they hand over the citation. dumb.)
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its ok naters me too. i always just shut up and take it even tho you wanna cry and vomit and throw things at them. but dont do that.. cause i hear they dont like that.
OH, I hate police officers! Seriously, they suck! Well not all of them, just the ones that are dumb enough to give nice citizens like you and I tickets. Doesn't he see that you are wonderful, and that you finished college, and that you will make this world a better place just be being in it??? DUH, you should have gotten NO ticket!
I always think...why are you wasting your time pulling a nice person like myself over, when there like murders, and rapest out there????
afton, afton, afton...
This is a good idea, simplifying... i just need to find a way to organize better. i admit that much of what i listen to i disregard fairly quickly... and the more and more i get into the scene, the more disinfranchised i am by the whole thing. i mean, i came here to find something that wasn't tied to money and corporate symantics... and what do i get? the same crap! anyway, that is just me venting...
remember you went to paris! and I went to Ireland, that is where we have been. i told you dad i saw that you were alive because you were posting on facebook and he was pretty bent... i think that is why he got on facebook... lol
sad day! And you had to drive a yucky suburban. I hate big cars
afton, i miss you...let's go back to paris...
Yay! I just got on your blog for the first time since I think November and was pleased to see all sorts of posts I'd never seen! Sorry about the ticket. Whetched cops.
i love your blog.
(thanks for entering, and the button.)
um. you should post.
oh, and i love wicked too. i knows it supposedly lame to like, but whatever.
dumb. you haven't blogged in forever. and we STILL live in different states. what the heck?!
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