One of us in this picture would appear to be exhausted
Yesterday a police officer decided I was a little too hasty to get through the intersection and wrote me a ticket to the tune of 160 bucks. A perfect capper to a holiday season that started with me having to replace my old car and continued with the arrival of a dinosaur-killer-sized asteroid on legs, the two of which have left me seriously doubting my ability to keep paying the bills. Not that things wouldn't have been a lot different without those three trips to Vegas this year, or the high-maintenance types encountered in between.Starting tomorrow, of course, we'll do everything differently.
