Thursday, April 7th 2011.
I will remember this day.
This day was the day a small piece of me died inside.
First off, it was snowing.
|WHAT. THE FUCK...|
Hey snow. It's April. It's Spring. Go away.
My day progressed as a typical day up here does. Went to work, did my thing, ended the day.
Then... THIS happened.
|The ceremonious 'changing of the plates'|
My tags from Cali were expired, and I FINALLY broke down and got my car titled & tagged up here.
Yes, my car's plates now have "Famous Potatoes" on them.
This, coupled with Thursday's post is making me feel more and more rooted in Idaho, which makes me a SAAAAD PAANDA....
My cell number is still a 909. I'm hanging onto that. At least, for now...