Sinful

**my mom flew back from london today. she called my grandma from dallas and said "please send someone to get me, i want to go home, and i want to go home NOW!" so...
**leaving roswell going east, is under construction. we left at 530pm. lubbock is a three hour drive. going into lubbock from roswell is also under construction. needless to say, i was back in roswell by 11pm. this is both good and bad. good that i made great timing, despite stopping for various things four times and... getting pulled over!
**my LAST ticket, was back in 2002, about 20 miles south of where this one was... i was doing 71 in a 70, and the fine was $93.
**this isnt even a ticket! its a summons to appear in court! i was only doing 70 in a 55 and got pulled over AT THE SIGNPOST for 55!
**so the guy comes up and is like, "you were going 70 in a 55, do you have a problem?" and i said, "my mom just flew back from london, shes been travelling for 25 hours, i drove up from roswell to get her and am on my way back home. we just want to go home." so he tells me "thats too damn bad." and walks off with my license for 20 minutes or so. i rolled up the window and told my mom and sister that he was probably back there jacking off to my drivers license. anyway, i got the summons. finally i get home and read it and it says i have to APPEAR in court... on or before March 29. as many of you know, im having surgery in albuquerque on March 23. somehow im thinking driving 140 miles *one way* to take care of a ticket in the next 11 days is NOT happening. because:
*1 theyre closed on weekends
*2 i have 15-20 pages worth of term papers due before midnight monday, so i cant go then
*3 going to abq tuesday
*4 having surgery wednesday and coming home late that night or on thursday
*5 i dont forsee being in the mood for any further travelling on friday, and
*6 i go back to classes that next week...
**flips the bird at speed limits**
**perfect ending to a perfect day. i woke up at 430 this morning sick as a dog and spent the rest of the morning doubled over curled up on my bathroom floor. why do we lay on the bathroom floor when we're sick? ive always wondered that.
**btw, do the math. leaving at 530 and returning at 11 for a SIX hour trip through construction and stopping four times AND being pulled over... has to mean i was doing much more than 70 for a good chunk of that trip... perhaps i shouldnt wear heavy shoes anymore while driving. it could have been worse.