Hell Yeah.
Feb. 20th, 2009 05:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
charlz_lynnI just packed 3 garbage bags with clothing to go to the thrift. And one small bag of clothing to give to G and D. And I packed about 2/3 of the remainder of my clothing for the move. SHIT YEAH!! I feel super accomplished. Tomorrow I will empty out milk crates from the basement and start packing my books. I am feeling alternately hopeful and doubtful about everything fitting into and on top of my car.
Ah yes, my car. Umn... I got pulled over again the other day, on my way to try and sell my bass. I have a rejection sticker on my car from emissions testing. Well, I was thinking Surely I have some time to take care of this.... Maybe it can even just slide until I leave. Well, as it turns out, the particular rejection sticker I have means "Do Not Drive This Vehicle". It sure would have been nice of that asshole that inspected my car to say "Hey, this sticker means you cannot Drive This Vehicle," after his earlier "It's going to fail, honey," which was right after I told him it was going to fail because my check engine light was on. Yeah dude, that is exactly what I just said. Fucking prick.
Sooo.... I got pulled over, in Newburyport, MA. By a big ole bear of a guy. With my bass in the front seat and my mom in the back. He was very nice and gave me a written warning only. He said, as I was getting my bass out, "I'll just give you a warning unless you're a murderer or something." He very easly could have impounded her again.
So we dropped Millicent off at an emissions repair guy that evening. That was Wednesday. Now it is Friday, after five, and they told me it will not be done until Monday. Yeah. My car is in the shop all weekend. Fortunately, I have my mom's car. But, way annoying. And way hundreds of dollars I was not planning on spending. Shit.
Ah yes, my car. Umn... I got pulled over again the other day, on my way to try and sell my bass. I have a rejection sticker on my car from emissions testing. Well, I was thinking Surely I have some time to take care of this.... Maybe it can even just slide until I leave. Well, as it turns out, the particular rejection sticker I have means "Do Not Drive This Vehicle". It sure would have been nice of that asshole that inspected my car to say "Hey, this sticker means you cannot Drive This Vehicle," after his earlier "It's going to fail, honey," which was right after I told him it was going to fail because my check engine light was on. Yeah dude, that is exactly what I just said. Fucking prick.
Sooo.... I got pulled over, in Newburyport, MA. By a big ole bear of a guy. With my bass in the front seat and my mom in the back. He was very nice and gave me a written warning only. He said, as I was getting my bass out, "I'll just give you a warning unless you're a murderer or something." He very easly could have impounded her again.
So we dropped Millicent off at an emissions repair guy that evening. That was Wednesday. Now it is Friday, after five, and they told me it will not be done until Monday. Yeah. My car is in the shop all weekend. Fortunately, I have my mom's car. But, way annoying. And way hundreds of dollars I was not planning on spending. Shit.
