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This morning was a lot like being thrown into a hurricane while being locked in a portapotty.

I had to cough up $50 for car registration since I was horribly outdated. I forgot all about it in the midst of things and the renewal was probably sent to LaPlace. Next up is to get an oil change and get my braketag renewed. I can't believe I let my registration lapse like that.

I had to cancel my special treat because I didn't buy the right one so unfortunately I can't play with the new one this weekend. Hopefully it comes in on Monday early enough to where I can play with it after work.

Walked into work to a total shitstorm, that was fun.

Good news is that I may want to do some creative things tonight so I plan on taking like two Buspies and some margarita mix and seeing how things end up. I need to get my shit together like, now. Like, pronto. Even if my head looks like the inside of a pig trough doesn't mean I have to be a sloppy bitch.

Lesson I've learned over the week, or should I say, relearned-you can always tell what someone's trying to hide by the way they're trying to hide it.

-Rae