Left, went to the bank, pulled $140 from savings, and went downtown to the courthouse, because I couldn't remember where the bedamned City-County Building was. Realised I had no coins for the meters. Parked right in front of Parking control and waited for her to go back to her truck before hopping out to beg the hot dog seller for change. We settled on me buying a hot dog and him getting me change plus.
Then I realised that my meter had 27 minutes on it still. So I popped a quarter in anyway, and one in the meter with 00:03 remaining next to it. And walked over to the courthouse. They directed me to the city-county building (across the street), where I was informed that the Officer in charge of my ticket hasn't turned it in yet. So I can't pay it. I have to wait on his fucking leisure to turn in the ticket so I can pay it on my one afternoon a week available. Gah.
Went to Curves. Weighed in. I haven't been going. I gained 8 lbs in the last two months, and an inch almost everywhere. Except my bust. There I gained two. Signed over permission to transfer my membership to Georgetown (5 minute drive instead of 25) and renewed my resolution to go. Everyone chivvy me about it. Then came home.
Michelly's home. Finally. Got to chat with her on that...and more on that later. Repotted the plants. And Chobits. More Chobits.