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on the couch! just checking in so nobody thinks i died or something.

I had a pretty shitty week, and I ended it with a nice sized speeding ticket. but i was sabatoged. I was going sixty five, other cars were fucking passing me. I was in the left lane, trying to make my way into the right lane. I sped up a little, so i could get over to let the other cars by. Well this little cop who is hiding under the bridge that I’ve just passed comes up behind me and pulls me, he says I was going 86. BULL SHIT!  you cant be going 86 down i-40 and still have cars passing you. no sir. not to mention when he clocked me there were a bunch of cars in between us, so who is to say he ever clocked the right person.

bottom line—–i was NOT speeding.

grumble grumble grumble

now i am on the couch between winslow and lopez.

kiss the frog!