Ok, so heres how my Thursday went. . .
Went to the Orthopedic doctor who check out my shoulder and said dont use it, it's seperated and it will probably hurt for another month or two. Blah, but whatever.
BBQed some hotdogs.
Went and hung out with some SGs and withe some SGNYers and wreaked havok on the city. Cool. Paced myself with the drinking. Left the bar and walked around for an hour and a half and got a gyro at Cinderellas on 2nd. Then i got in my car and drove home. About 2 minutes from my house i got pulled over and arrested for DWI. Fucking pigs, i wasnt fucking drunk. I mean i failed the breathalizer, but i fucking passed every fucking coordination test they through at me. I saw the fucking report and it said i was fine, coherent, clear speach, orderly, didnt fall, waiver, etc. I mean, granted i got a .121 on the machine which is very illegal but what the fuck? I obviously wasnt impaired if the cop was the asshole who tripped on the curb and on the stairs in the police station and i was taking the shit two steps at a time like i normally do. And i found out they're gonna stick me with a ticket for doin 75 and an illegal lane change. I know i fucking used my fucking blinker and i also had the fucking cruise control set for 69 fucking miles per fucking hour.
So i was in jail and jail was actually kinda fun, albiet uncomfortable as fuck. Then there was being crammed in the back of the paddy wagon with 20 other criminals and then there was criminal court. . . and then there was going home and then going right to work and oh my god my mother is the worst fucking driver ever, nervouse nerotic twitchy and terrified and slow and in my opinion a hell of a lot more dangerous than i was the night before. So i cant drive for 6 months, possible conditional to and from work license. blah. . driving is everything to me. I just mad because i did everything i thought i should have done to make sure not to drive drunk and this is what fuckin happens.
And this really puts a damper on my trip around the country finantially. I was thinking about maybe having a fundraising party or something to lighten the load of my legal fees and fines, which right now are starting at $1500. Any suggestions? anyone wanna buy stuff from me? anyone want me to record any audio for them? I'm sure i'll think of something else and edit soon. Probably will fill you all in on why jail was 'fun', but thats another storie for another time.
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Oh, and i got bored with being a sorority girl/housewife, so i changed my profile
Went to the Orthopedic doctor who check out my shoulder and said dont use it, it's seperated and it will probably hurt for another month or two. Blah, but whatever.
BBQed some hotdogs.
Went and hung out with some SGs and withe some SGNYers and wreaked havok on the city. Cool. Paced myself with the drinking. Left the bar and walked around for an hour and a half and got a gyro at Cinderellas on 2nd. Then i got in my car and drove home. About 2 minutes from my house i got pulled over and arrested for DWI. Fucking pigs, i wasnt fucking drunk. I mean i failed the breathalizer, but i fucking passed every fucking coordination test they through at me. I saw the fucking report and it said i was fine, coherent, clear speach, orderly, didnt fall, waiver, etc. I mean, granted i got a .121 on the machine which is very illegal but what the fuck? I obviously wasnt impaired if the cop was the asshole who tripped on the curb and on the stairs in the police station and i was taking the shit two steps at a time like i normally do. And i found out they're gonna stick me with a ticket for doin 75 and an illegal lane change. I know i fucking used my fucking blinker and i also had the fucking cruise control set for 69 fucking miles per fucking hour.
So i was in jail and jail was actually kinda fun, albiet uncomfortable as fuck. Then there was being crammed in the back of the paddy wagon with 20 other criminals and then there was criminal court. . . and then there was going home and then going right to work and oh my god my mother is the worst fucking driver ever, nervouse nerotic twitchy and terrified and slow and in my opinion a hell of a lot more dangerous than i was the night before. So i cant drive for 6 months, possible conditional to and from work license. blah. . driving is everything to me. I just mad because i did everything i thought i should have done to make sure not to drive drunk and this is what fuckin happens.
And this really puts a damper on my trip around the country finantially. I was thinking about maybe having a fundraising party or something to lighten the load of my legal fees and fines, which right now are starting at $1500. Any suggestions? anyone wanna buy stuff from me? anyone want me to record any audio for them? I'm sure i'll think of something else and edit soon. Probably will fill you all in on why jail was 'fun', but thats another storie for another time.
****edit HERE!
Oh, and i got bored with being a sorority girl/housewife, so i changed my profile
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boxofficepoison:
I was trying to think of a good third thing there, Republicans and Red Sox leapt to mind, nazis are too similar to Republicans though.
legionnaire:
Good meeting you too, although I'm sorry to hear about the DWI afterwards. In the future, don't be shy about asking for a place to stay, lots of us have couches to crash on. Glad you came out though, and that jail wasn't so bad.