March 27th, 2001

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it's a good thing i've filed my fingernails down to sharp little points, because i'm fucking hanging on by them right now.

i didn't manage to stick with my resolution not to smoke pot last night. it's hard. there's always something more to worry about. i swear i'd trade almost everything i have just for some peace of mind.

but yesterday wasn't *all* bad. when i got home, marshal (miki's roommate) was playing around mixing industrial w/ some of his cheesy hard-house- i was glad he came up with the same idea i did, and then proceeded to find a couple of Front Line Assembly and Nitzer Ebb tracks that i'm definitely gonna need for my mix album - i found a couple of tech-house and electro-breaks records they go *excellently* with.

i really should get on that.

*sigh*.

i'm gonna go by the ATM and then the DMV later. hope my trip is more successful this time around. if it is i might even have the sentra towed to work tonight. here's hoping.
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ok, went to the dmv, got the reg fees paid off... $135, not as bad as i surmised it was going to be.

but they say because the car's out of state and the previous owner lost the title, a duplicate out-of-state title has to be procured before the car can be actually registered.

*sigh*

fuck that. i'm gonna go back tomorrow and make a stink until they do things MY fucking way.

but- since i do have paperwork indicating ownership of the car in *some* form, i can go down to the SJPD tow yard and get the car out. i'll have to have a mobile locksmith meet me there since the key for the car is broken, but... oh well.

at least the SJPD impound lot doesn't charge daily storage fees, so this has become *slightly* less time-sensitive (as compared to when i thought it was in a tow yard somewhere, which would involve $20/day storage fees)...

ugh. i'm closer to having all this shit resolved, but it really doesn't feel like it.

i need a bowl.
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CHRIST, chelsea, tell cat to lay off the fucking drugs. i'm trying to get directions to your party on friday night and it's taken her five minutes just to say "ok, get on highway 1..."
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