Look in the dictionary under “stupid”, you’ll probably see a picture of me.

Ugh…

So I got my first speeding ticket today. I’m driving through Arlington (a 35) going 48 (when the officer told me that I really wanted to say, “I really wasn’t going over 50?” That would not have been smart.). That’s not the bad part. You want to know WHY I got caught? At the time I was so caught up in my own thoughts about how I hadn’t even come close to getting caught speeding and some bullshit about how I was totally one with the universe and shit that I would never get caught unless karma got me, that I totally didn’t react to the fact that I saw a cop car coming at me from a mile away. I literally didn’t react until he was like 20 feet away from me.

Suffice to say, I wasn’t too surprised to see him do a U-Turn immediately after passing me.

All I could think was “you fucking moron,” and I just took my ticket like a man.

(To put things into even better perspective, earlier that drive I had passed a slow moving van easily pushing 80 (me, not the fan) and like an asshole had made a joke about speeding when talking to a cashier at Northshire Bookstore when I mentioned that I lived in Hoosick Falls and she commented on the length of my commute. Idiot.)

Since it was my first offense (ever!) he cut five mph off of the ticket, cutting the price of it from something like 180 to 67 bucks. Also, at least according to the officer, if I take care of the ticket immediately it shouldn’t affect my insurance at all because Vermont doesn’t usually communicate with New York about such things. Although, he could have just been blowing smoke out of his ass.

Does anyone know the difference between Admitted and No Contest? Which box do I check?

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Oh, also I was voted Bose employee of the month today. Man, that would have been a whole lot cooler if I weren’t such a moron.

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The reason I was at Northshire was that a coworker had mentioned that he wanted to go to pick up a DVD kit for his X-Box, and since I’d never been before I decided to tag along. I didn’t plan on actually buying anything, but on my way out I just happened to notice that they had Blacksad, a comic by a Spanish animator that worked for Disney, a comic that I had tried to find with Harry one day and stumped not one but TWO comic book stores as to what it was. And Northshire fucking had it. Again, something that would have been really awesome had I not been a dumbass.