Marked by the fact that yesterday, I dropped off my first item to be dry cleaned. It's my foray into adulthood.
In other news, I got pulled over this morning. On my way to work. By a rather good-looking police officer in Bellevue. I was going 51 mph in a 25 mph zone. A $174 infraction. He let me go. Told me it was my lucky day. I wanted to stick my head out the window and ask, "Hey! Would it be inappropriate for me to ask for your phone number?" I didn't. What a story it would have been if I did. Apparently, I'm also committing "car fraud" in the state of Washington by having Wisconsin plates as a Washington resident. Who knew?
Obviously, I'm a criminal.
1 comment:
bad girl, bad girl, whatcha gonna do? whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
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