today started happy and nostalgic. Sometimes random stuff hits me. Today, back in 1987, the boyfriend at the time, slipped a ring on my finger while watching Star Trek (as in the original). That made me all warm and fuzzy inside, until we had an onslaught of horrible, mean, cranky people. Leave work feeling completely drained, get to my neighbors' house to visit with my big dog friend, to find his door ajar, and the wood a mess. The house looked fine and no wood mess on the floor... but the door won't latch. Freak out, go talk to neighbors across the street, they didn't see anything, and couldn't reach my neighbor. Bella wouldn't let anybody in the house, but she would consider taking their leg off... On my way back to her, I notice that somebody stole my rear license plate some time within the last week... really karma? What are you biting me in the butt for now? I've been good, I swear!! (actually, I don't, but I did pop out a 'what the hell????????????' when I noticed...) Called non emergency and they came out and took a report. I have to cancel my plates and get new ones. I'm 99% sure I know what they will be, but lizardmom won't ride again :(
When I lived in Chicago, someone stole my front plate, or, more likely, my plate became the victim of a snowbank. Anyway, there you could get a replacement plate that had an "R" in the right upper corner. Considering Chicago's fees and taxes, it probably cost the same or more as re-registering.
I'm sorry for your day turning into poop, lizardmom. You can do a lot of stuff online at the DMVsite.
You're not a bad person; the asshole who took your plate is.
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IT"S STAR WARS DAY! IT"S STAR WARS DAY! IT"S STAR WARS DAY! IT"S STAR WARS DAY! IT"S STAR WARS DAY! IT"S STAR WARS DAY! IT"S STAR WARS DAY!
Gee, I wonder what day it is?
What day is it again? Hale we are excited for you. We will expect a review.
I hear it's good.
today started happy and nostalgic. Sometimes random stuff hits me. Today, back in 1987, the boyfriend at the time, slipped a ring on my finger while watching Star Trek (as in the original). That made me all warm and fuzzy inside, until we had an onslaught of horrible, mean, cranky people. Leave work feeling completely drained, get to my neighbors' house to visit with my big dog friend, to find his door ajar, and the wood a mess. The house looked fine and no wood mess on the floor... but the door won't latch. Freak out, go talk to neighbors across the street, they didn't see anything, and couldn't reach my neighbor. Bella wouldn't let anybody in the house, but she would consider taking their leg off...
On my way back to her, I notice that somebody stole my rear license plate some time within the last week... really karma? What are you biting me in the butt for now? I've been good, I swear!! (actually, I don't, but I did pop out a 'what the hell????????????' when I noticed...)
Called non emergency and they came out and took a report. I have to cancel my plates and get new ones. I'm 99% sure I know what they will be, but lizardmom won't ride again :(
When I lived in Chicago, someone stole my front plate, or, more likely, my plate became the victim of a snowbank. Anyway, there you could get a replacement plate that had an "R" in the right upper corner. Considering Chicago's fees and taxes, it probably cost the same or more as re-registering.
I'm sorry for your day turning into poop, lizardmom. You can do a lot of stuff online at the DMVsite.
You're not a bad person; the asshole who took your plate is.
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