

<-Up, Up, and Away! |Main|The Eighth Thing to Love About Madison: Vilas Park Zoo (Also, Sometimes Saturdays Kick Ass)->
Fuck You, Universe! You Can't Beat Me!
June 1, 2007 12:38 AM
lthough my tasks seemed completely ri-goddamned-diculous yesterday, I was able to vanquish them today. And it was awesome--today was one of the most productive days I've had in a really, really long time. And, though I'm exhausted and I'm not going to get enough sleep for tomorrow, I think I deserved a few hours to decompress.
See, it all started this morning when I woke up and immediately started making an absurd number of phone calls to police departments, court clerks, and random people all over the country. And--surprisingly enough--I was not confronted with the stunning wall of incompetence and rudeness that I was expecting. Rather, everyone I spoke to today was both nice and incredibly helpful. Everyone except for the people in California, who refused to answer their phone. In a state with that many people, you'd think someone would be available to take my call. But no. So, fuck you California.
Anyway, all my stuff was done by about 3:30, with an hour and a half to spare. So Emily-in-Chief and I went to lunch at Doty's. And not a moment too soon, either. I hadn't eaten all day, and I was literally having a lot of trouble walking straight and I had developed a ridiculous headache. So I had a drink with lunch, and it was awesome.
Doing the actual character and fitness thing was sort of depressing, though. I mean, I don't think I'm that bad of a person, and I've never committed a felony or anything. But I'm afraid that I'll come across as the most irresponsible person in the universe on my application. I guess we'll see.
Anyway, it's over, and I might actually have a small amount of free time this weekend. What the hell am I going to do with that?


5 Comments















Go smack Bill Richardson with a sea bass?
Don't feel bad. I had friends who had to compile a laundry list of past indiscretions for their review, and they all got through without so much as a raised eyebrow.
you should use the free time kiling anyone who can tell compromising tales on you.
That's a good point. I wonder what the going rate for Taiwanese assassins is nowadays . . . .
Love the subtle Anchorman reference!