tired
stormmonkey's
moved out, just at the last minute. Her dog run's still here, but
I don't particularly care. She'll be back for it
eventually. The related "She" drama was minor - a few minor
yells, a violently slammed door or two, and some heavy stomping.
Quite within the expected.And I had a great dinner with Stuart and his mother Esther.
On the other hand, while I was picking up the mail, and arranging to have them start delivering again (No dog! Guaranteed!), I noticed a letter from the Santa Clara Superior Court.
Back in April of 2004, I got a speeding ticket. I got the normal paperwork, it was iffy if I could get traffic school (The timing was slightly tight), but I paid that amount, anyway.
I never heard anything back. I'd in fact been given the impression that the ticket was in the DMV system, so I assumed they just disqualified me, and kept the slight difference in money.
Well, I've just been told I have 10 days to prove I've gone to traffic school, or they'll release the data. I of course got this info at about 4:15, and the court clerks go home at 4:00, so I have yet another bureaucratic snafu to deal with tomorrow.
Oy!
