Fuck man, Black bought me lunch so now I must call a truce on account of the best pizza EVER. As black would say, "Way better than french fries." But still really fattening (guess im the pessimist on this count).
Now onto what I believe was God or whatever supreme being is up there saying SLOW THE FUCK DOWN MANTRA, SLOW THE FUCK DOWN. perhaps he wants me to smell the roses, or coffee, or maybe he just doesnt want me to be the cause for vehicular manslaughter, but yea here is what happened.
I wasn't paying attention (no really guys, I wasn't this time) and I got pulled over by a state trooper. Perhaps he was an angel. (I know you are thinking, did you really just call someone who pulled you over an angel? Do we not normally curse them? No, this man was an ANGEL). He asked if I knew how fast I was going - I answered honestly, no, but if I was being pulled over, I am sure I was going too fast and I apologized profusely. He informed me I was going about 32 miles over the speedlimit. (I was doing about 87 in a 55). I dont know how many of you are away but you CAN be arrested, or ordered a mandatory court apparance. Otherwise the ticket is about 350. This man, this NICE UNDERSTANDING TROOPER, instead of taking tired lil me in, believes me that I just wasnt watching, I was just driving, watching the road rather than my speed and DROPS MY TICKET DOWN TO 64 in a 55. For those of you who don't know that is 9 miles over the limit, and the lowest ticket you can get. That means my insurance will not go up, that means I may not have to go to that horrible driving class, that means my ticket is only 85 dollars! This is why I know someone up there is giving me my chance. I didn't get off scott free. But I didn't get punished as badly as I could have. I am definitely one lucky lil girl.
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