dmv

today i went to the dmv.

the thing that really stands out about going to the dmv is the employees. you know that they have done their designated task perhaps millions of times and so if you fuck up the routine in the slightest you feel like such a jerk.

i failed to read the 5th line of the eye test all the way through and i could just feel the annoyance in the air. i almost signed the electronic pad with a real pen. the shame!

earlier in the waiting room, there was a woman with a neon pink shirt that read something like "Sleazy Bar Crawl 1992". the graphics of a slutty woman and some dude smoking a cig looked like i made them on paint at the time of the event. the woman wearing the shirt also had a neck tattoo to boot.

i also saw the most extreme combover ever fashioned. real talent.

when i came home after the dmv, getting my oil changed and my car cleaned, i watched 24. apparently they are doing the whole angelic president and demonic vice-president device again. i've only seen one and a half seasons of the show and already it is like same song second verse. yawn.

i am waiting for lost to start up again i guess. i am ambivalent about it - but i may just watch it so i can make myspace comments about it on people's pages.