Friday, September 24, 2004
Subject | "Tickets"
Music |
Mood |
So the first day of school, I got a parking ticket.
It was simple. I thought it was Monday because it was the first day of school, when in fact it was Tuesday, and so when I read the sign that said, "No Parking on Tuesday", I thought, wow, how handy, I just won't park here tomorrow.
I was wrong.
And I paid my $35 dollar ticket. Punk bastards.
At any rate, I am now greatly comforted. Because I am now not the only one to get tagged by the BPD.
My sister just got a ticket for not having the 2005 sticker on her Hyundai Elantra. Sounds reasonable, right? After all, that is her fault, right?
The car was parked in front of our own house. Our *own* house. Her screaming probably echoed down to Victor's house.
"YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT THE BPD IS SO ANAL THAT THEY DRIVE UP AND DOWN THE STREET LOOKING AT THE BACK OF THE CARS!?"
Or something like that. Anyway, this is the blog entry, I'm too tired for much more. :P ::does a dance:: I'm not alone! I'm not alone!
Oh, yeah :P Bought the new Star Wars boxed set. Long live Han Solo, I love you passionately, even if you are old enough to be my father now. (Minor quiff, of course - ask Christina.)
Posted by Kylara @ 09:16 PM PST [34 have fallen.]