I had planned a cute and slightly dramatic emotional little blog about dinner and drinks with my friend last weekend. It was gonna go a little something like this: Last weekend was uneventful and busy all at the same time. I did have a chance to have dinner with one of my good friends. We'll call her "The Lakeview Critic". We have been unable to get together for quite a while. She's had some big changes in her life and I haven't been around to offer my usual dialogue to the process. Sometimes you don't know how much you have missed someone until you are reunited. I'm sure our waiter wished we were a little less vocal about our reunion. It had been so long since we saw each other that we exchanged Christmas presents at the restaurant. Something, something Pauper Tip #19 Tag along with friends that have gift certificates to restaurants. There is usually a free or reduced meal involved. Blah blah.... Oprah and Ted Haggard. ( I will definitely explore this in a future blog cause it was gut busting funny.) Something else extremely witty and funny...global warming. See delightful . Instead today's blog is hijacked cause I'm sad.
Some days you really shouldn't get out of bed. Monday I had a meeting downtown with another grad student to redo an experiment that didn't work last week. On my way there I got a speeding ticket. I was doing 35 mph in a 25 mph zone. In my defense I had just left a 35 mph zone. So I get the ticket, big deal. My day isn't the best so far but still doable. Next I get to the school and the parking lots are really full. Damn med students. Instead of parking in the boonies and walking the green mile in the cold I choose to park on one of the side streets. Fifteen minutes wasted parking but whatever. I set up my experiments and have time to have lunch with AllyCat. Bonus points...she pays cause she is too hungry to wait for me to stop at an ATM. When I get back to my truck to head to my own lab there is a parking boot on my truck. A FRICKIN PARKING BOOT!! Someone booted THE WHITE KNIGHT. I had to call a friend to come pick me up. Take me to the sketchy place to pay the City of New Orleans . I dropped a cool $200 plus dollars. $75 for the boot, $15 to get them to come to my car and remove it, and $123 in past due parking tickets. To top it off I found out the experiment didn't work AGAIN. So I have to go back and do it a third time. I am so mad. Mostly cause I know it's my fault. I could have parked in the boonies without fear of a ticket. For that matter I could have paid my previous parking tickets, and I most definitely could have driven slower. Most importantly I could have stayed in bed!!!
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THAT sucks! dang city of N.O. Man, talk about a whopper of a day, Tizy would even have a hard time leveling that mood!
This calls for another reunion!! Drinks on me!!
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