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My license to drive has reached the end of term. Or rather, reached it eight days ago. This blows, as now I have to go to the DMV and take care of it in person. I'll be rotting in a line for the rest of the afternoon while time continues to flow for the rest of the world. I KNEW there was something I was forgetting to do. It's been a low grade irritation in the back of my thoughts for a few weeks now. Such lovely examples of humanity normally haunt the DMV as well. If I'm REALLY lucky, I can pick a fight with the LaRouche assholes who infest the DMV like a bad case of genital lice.
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