Mood: Frothing at the Mouth
I just wanted to turn in one of those stupid little forms you could print out from the DMV website to the local DMV, but nobody would take it. They kept referring me to the other person who referred me back to the first person. Incompetents! I ended up mailing the damn thing.
And never drive behind a New Hampshire Municiple truck. They cover up their break lights so you can never tell when they’re slowing down.
Also: Why did someone someone e-mail me a link exchange request thinking that my website was about birds? I’m a microbiologist, damn it!