Tonight is the eve of my treck to Trinidad. I’m going down there tomorrow morning [around 5am] to attend court, scheduled for 8:30am. It’s about a 2 hour drive, so leaving at ~5:30 should get me there with plenty of time to spare. I’m a little down at the prospect of driving for 4+ hours tomorrow, and missing work, and missing time to pick the rest of my classes, but hey, life’s a bitch.
I’m not depressed that I’m [probably] going to lose my license … I am almost thinking “it’s about fucking time,” but not quite, because, well, [duh], I’m not out to fuck myself. I am a little tired, though … just beat about the whole thing. I’m just so exhausted and whipped on so many fronts. You know what I want? I want to go to school, go to work, make enough money to do both comfortably, and enjoy a meager social life in there. That’s it. I’m not asking much, but it seems like it’s not something that is easily attainable for me.
Such is life. If you’re awake at 5:30am, call my cell — I’ll answer! [that’s the earliest I’ve been awake in months] I will put the news up here as soon as a I get a chance tomorrow. Wish me luck
Update: Well, I’m back, and I gotta say that it was not the best-spent 7 hours of my life. Got down there at 7:45 … had to waste a while, so I tried to find a coffee shop – there are none in Trinidad. In fact, Trinidad downright sucks. Go to court, wait until 10am [scheduled for 8:30am] for the judge to show up … then I get scheduled for a pre-trial conference on 01/28 @ 2:30pm. I went down and filled out the forms for a public defender to show up there in my stead; no way am I driving another 5 fucking hours for a 20 minute deal … the waiting continues.