Saucy. Disco.

Lol, I ♥ ICHC anyway, but this particular kitteh speaks to me. You see, a few months ago, I was busted (again) for driving while suspended. My car, towed (again). However, while the obvious rookie of a cop was searching my car, he came across a bag of catnip and I was placed under arrest for possession of “marijuana.” NO FAKE. SERIOUSLY. 15 minutes of bawling my eyes out in the back of a patrol car and I was released. Just thought I’d share.

So Travis just got the tax refund of all tax refunds. What’d he do with it? He spoiled moi. We went to Cycle outfitters and I got a brandspankin’new full-face helmet AND he ordered a new seat so I won’t get cranky riding bitch for hours on end. Then we headed to Circle Center (a tourist trap mall in downtown Indianapolis) where I shopped up a total storm. *sigh* It felt nice. With the ebb and flow of my income and the fact that I have to support my irresponsible brother, I haven’t had much money to throw around in terms of shopping. It was…therapeutic. PLUS, I got these shoes:
They’re so effin’ cute! Yeah, T-Rav outdid himself.

Now that all that excitement’s over, I really have to start getting my shit together. I need:
1. To go by the social security office to get a new social security card.
2. To drop by the dmv and hook myself up with an id so T and I can actually go clubbin’ when we celebrate our anniversary.
3. To lose 5-7 lbs so I look super hot in my birthday dress (and birthday suit, for later).
4. To keep looking for suitable places for us to live when we move in together. July 13th is little more than four months away!
5. TO PAY OFF MY GODDAMN TICKETS ALREADY!!! Jesus H., I drive better than most of the people in the free world and “the man” says I’m not “legally” allowed until I pay a stupid county some stupid money for a stupid infraction I committed three stupid years ago! Ack, that’s it! I’m moving to CANADA!

._. Tired. Off to bed.