The new Missouri law blows my ass. I hate the fact that you have to sell your soul now to get your licensce renewed. I had to get a copy of my birth certificate which actually said my whole name. I really thought that I was born with just a P. for a middle name. Turns out no. Anyway. I go to do my duty and get my renewal before I become illegal. They tell the man in front of me that he has to have all this shit. Like four forms of ID. Bullshit. So I went up and asked the lady if my parents could fax my birth certificate. No. Absolutely not. Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit. Not only could I now cuss without fear but I could also be as cranky as I have been hiding. I was screaming to my mother on my cell phone and showing my general distemperment to the lady. I want to now officially log my complaint against the state of Missouri. You are bullshit. Who do you think you are? I have to go through this every single time. Bullshit. I expect to go with my old ID and get a new picture. Not get questioned about my weight being accurate. And get out of there with a terrible picture that makes my hair look like its flying away from my head. I swear it looked great when I left to get this shit done. By the time I got it all figured out and ran around town, I looked like shit. So fuck you Missouri.
Night off. Woohoo. Its about time. Drinks are not on me.