While I was getting changed into my work uniform (most unflattering pants of all time) I got a call from mom. I got a speeding ticket. I even remember it. It was after I dropped Janna and Terrell off at the MTS Center for the Newsboys concert. I was driving down Grant to drop off their stuff at CMU before going home. And I remember seeing the flash, and looking down at the speedometer, and thinking "What the heck? I'm not even going 65." BUT... I guess it's a 50 zone there. After I got home from work tonight, I didn't even go inside, I went to my car, and I drove downtown, and I drove down Grant. I know that it was stupid to go, but I figure there's less traffic at 2am, and I also knew that I wouldn't be able to sleep if I didn't check, cause I'd be lying there in bed thinking about it. So I went. I made sure not to go over 45 the entire way. Partially because of the icy roads. Partially because getting a ticket while I was checking the speed limit signs would have just added insult to injury. Nevermind being plain stupid. But I guess from the turn off of Pembina till the first stoplight (Stafford, I think) the speed limit is 60. Then it drops to 50 from Stafford to Kenaston. Then after Kenaston, it's back up to 60, and after CMU it's 70 until you get to the strip mall before Moray. I think I've only ever driven that stretch (Pembina to CMU) maybe 4 times. I've been many times with other people driving, but rarely myself. I'm never up that way. Cause from Robyn's I'd go up Kenaston. From here, I go up Moray. I assumed it was 60, and I didn't pay enough attention. So now I pay $167 dollars to whoever I pay it to. And it is completely my own stupid fault. Karma's a bitch.
Time to push any tattooing/piercing plans further onto the back burner. Poop.
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