Your Blogs Are The Cancer Of This Planet, And We Are The Cure

Today was the first time in a very, very long time -- possibly ever -- where the day started out so hideously that I decided to go back to bed for several more hours.

It turns out that my recently-obtained traffic ticket -- the first of my life -- is commanding a $290 fee. Add to that a $60 fee to take online traffic school and a third fee to update my (valid) drivers license to CA standards, and you've got one irritable AJ with not enough money to invest in Adobe Flash any longer. And I've been very eager to get my hands on that and resume my animation work for quite a while now.

There have been no calls from either Insomniac Games or Square Enix today, either, which also has me a bit sour. Being in their offices yesterday was incredible -- definitely a workplace to end all workplaces. It was half like being at a fresh, lemon-scented GameStop, and half like going to Heaven. Not a bad mix at all.

Tomorrow's looking like a trip to the DMV. "You won't find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy," in the wise words of Obi-Wan.