resonator

so i went to court today.

a year ago, i let this shadetree mechanic take my car to fix it, and he stripped it for parts and disappeared, skipped four different court appearances, etc.

today, after sitting for six hours on a hard bench with the dregs of humanity, wearing a suit, a bra (torture! fucking torture, i hate those things), and shoes that hurt my feet, i was rewarded with the vision of said shadetree mechanic, hereafter referred to as the Tubby Bitch, shuffle into the courtroom in an orange jumpsuit with handcuffs and shackles. it rocked.

we got a financial judgement in our favor as well, but you know, the satisfaction of that really just can't compare to seeing the Tubby Bitch do the jailhouse shuffle.

of course, i also realized how absolutely ridiculous the penalties for smalltime drug charges are, which kind of harshed my mellow.

also, i saw the ugliest woman i've ever seen up until this point in my life. i had to look at my watch after a brief glimpse of this hag, to make sure it hadn't stopped.

my friend john's coming to visit!!