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Cold nights ahead I really was having a good day until I opened that damn letter last night. Most people that I have spoken with said that I can contest the ticket, but I don't know how much good that will do me. My best guess is that the officer must have transposed some numbers. All that I know is that I was not where the ticket said I was at that time and date. From what I have written in my journal, it looks as though I was home that night. The funny part is that earlier that day I was at a movie theater thirty miles in the other direction. None of this helps me though because I wasn't with anyone to support my story. I hate how one small thing like that letter can ruin my mood for the next few hours. It really bothered me and made for a bad night. First of all I am not overly fond of the system to begin with and when they finger me from afar the paranoia really starts in my mind. Maybe I've seen Brazil a few too many times where a simple error in paperwork can cause so many problems. The learning curve at work has leveled off somewhat for now. Being the sole representative of my department at night doesn't encourage that much learning, because I can only teach myself so much. If it wasn't for the two and a half hours in the morning with the rest of the crew, I would be getting restless. I need to learn new things to keep me happy. On the other hand, I may not feel so bad about going to California in January with things being so slow. Driving at midnight is a bit odd. Most of the streets are empty, but there will be a car here and there. The other cars tend to fall into two categories. They are either police cars on patrol or suspicious looking cars that the police should pull over. I guess that all of the Saab and Lexus drivers must be busy sleeping. Its just the moon shining down on me as I head west to work with the music on the radio keeping me company. The commute has gone from being a cross city adventure to a few minutes of reflection.
audio input at the moment: Girlfriend - Matthew Sweet
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