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Feeling: hellagood
I've decided tonight that hydroplaning is really rather frightening while barreling down a mountain at 60 miles an hour.
The rains that the pacific northwest is notorious for are finally rearing their ugly raindrop-shaped heads, complete with pretty intense winds that keep slamming into all sides of the house.
From time to time, it actually sounds as if the house is giving in. The windows sound like they're close to breaking.
Yay for Oregon!!!
When I got home tonight, my parents were watching Harvey Birdman Attorney at Law. I microwaved some fried chicken and chicken noodle soup, grabbed a fruity-flavored alcoholic drink from the refrigerator and joined them. I watched until Sealab 2021 was over and then came upstairs/(here).
While I was watching TV with them, my dad informed me that at some point last night, someone (or something?!) was walking around outside of the house. He found a couple sets of footprints and bootprints and pawprints in the dirt they laid out for the new garden the other day.
Very very very very creepy.
I quickly ran outside to make sure that the inside of my bedroom wasn't visible to people outside. Thankfully, it isn't. Phew. That would be way way creepy.
So now I'm here. I have the next three days off of work, which is wonderful. I have them planned as follows:
Day 1 (Saturday): Sleep Day
Day 2 (Sunday) : Eat junkfood/watch TV/Play Wii/DS Day
Day 3 (Monday) : Get my license to drive and license plates of my car switched from Wisconsin to Oregon, which I didn't realize I needed to necessarily do this soon until I got pulled over by a jerk cop.. Day.
Yeah, he pulled me over. Because I have freaking Wisconsin plates.
Lame.
I mean, Lincoln City is one of the most touristy towns along the coast. There are plates from Maine and Florida for goodness sake! But no, the Wisconsin-plate-having girl is suspicous.
Lame.
It didn't really help that the "proof of insurance" I had was an expired card. You know, expired a year ago.
Plus I didn't have my registration. That's safely (and smartly!) hidden away in a Mudd shoebox in the front closet of my apartment back in Wisconsin.
Yaaaay.
So now I'm here. Still, yes. Today was payday, which is rad. I'm going to go online-pay some bills now.
Goodnight everyone!!!
~Katie
Also, I haven't watched Harvey Birdman in a long time. I miss it. :(
Also, I've been pulled over by a cop for running a stop sign right in front of him (I didn't see the stop sign), and I didn't have my licence on me. He let me off with a warning though. XD
After he went back to his car behind me and waited for me to pull away, I started the car, put it in gear, then realized "oh shit, I don't have my licence...", so I switched seats with my mom and let her drive. I figured it'd be kinda retarded to admit you don't have a licence, then peel off right in front of the cop with no licence.
The footprints? Probably the evil cop stalking you.