curses, foiled again...

Yesterday I had this morning all planned out. I was going to get up, and go to the DMV and get that over with, and come home and find a dry cleaner. That, however, was then, when I thought I was going to be up at 7:00. I wasn't, probably because of the high-octane coffee I had with lunch (at 3:00) two days ago, which messed with my sleep schedule.

Well, anyway, I made pizza last night. It ended up being mozzarella, provolone, parmesan, romano, garlic and spinach, and was quite good. I still want to mess around with the ricotta-and-walnut-and-something-else calzone idea I had last week. I don't know what the "something else" is yet, though.

I suppose that I shouldn't put off the DMV again just because I overslept. I'm tempted to, though.

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Final score: DMV 3, Me 1.

I am now, finally, in possession of a temporary Massachusetts license, with the permanent one supposedly showing up in the mail in about two weeks. And it only cost me $90. And I sent off a fairly long missive to the DMV about the previous three trips, in which I veiled "what the hell is wrong with you people?" in language that might get me an answer.

So there.