So this morning, on my day off, I got up super early and my father and I headed to the DMV. We arrived there at like 7:40-7:45 (it opens at 8) and at that point there was already a line of about 50 people wrapped around the building. I said, “Fuck this” and we didn’t stop. I hate the dmv. I HATE IT.

Then Dad and I went and I filled up his car with gas, par our rental agreement, and got some McDonalds breakfast. Now I’m home and I have absolutely nothing else I must do on this beautiful day off.

🙂