I decided to come back down to Durant since everyone in the dorm was gone. I could literally yell down the dorm hall and no one would as much lift a brow, since no one was actually there. Brett, Chris, and most of the girls were gone, so I decided I may as well follow suit, come home and grab some more things, like a chair.

Well, I decided to go down to Texas tonight, to eat at the Olive Garden and to go watch Reloaded on IMAX (and let me tell you, it kicked ass). A guy that sounded british came on and told us that we may feel faint and diziness.

I don't know about the rest of them, but I sure as hell did right off the bat. Man. It was crazy, the quality was crystal clear and the sound kicked ass.

On the way back, there is construction along HW 75, and I was hauling ass. Saw a cop. Said cop pulled me over. Apparently, I was doing 86 in a 55, work zone. The cop was nice though, and things probably went as well as they could. He asked "Do you know why I pulled you over?"

"Yes, officer." He probably thought I was drunk or something, but I just told him we were trying to get home in a hurry. No written ticket, so things may be OK.

I got a citation, I have a court date on September 22 at 6 pm. It's a fucking Monday. Shit.

I have to be down in Howe, Texas AT 6 ON MONDAY. I have to miss nearly all of my classes on Monday in order just to make it on time. Stupid me.

I'm going to impress that judge though. Debate suit, here I come.

It's late, and I'm suffering from imnsomnia, so I'm gonna take it easy.

Laters.