Yesterday I had an adventure at the DMV. Needing to get a Viriginia license/title/registration, I went there with paperwork in hand to attempt to navigate the bureaucracy.

An hour and a half later, back I came with papers slightly more acceptable to them. This angers but does not surprise me. I suppose it's a stereotype of the DMV to expect that, but it happened. My next run went a little smoother, though -- despite the many ways I erred on the non-self-explanatory forms -- but then we discovered that somewhere between there and PA an image-verification system had failed, meaning they couldn't identify me.

So I sat down to wait. And wait. And wait. Eventually the system came back up and functioned properly, so they could at last verify my identity and take my picture. So I waited... and waited.... until it eventually came out that the girl taking pictures had just wandered off without doing mine for some reason. Then I finally got my license... whee!

Then, off to MD to hang out with some high-school friends, including a couple I hadn't seen in almost a literal decade. It's comforting to know that, despite all the problems I often voice about friendship and getting to know people, I know a group of people that no amount of time or change in life will change my friendships with. For everything else that hasn't gone right lately, that proved more reassuring than I would have thought. It was a good time.

Unfortunately, all that driving (I assume) must have angered my back, because although I didn't get to sleep till about 5, I woke up at 11 today with excruciating pain. Strange, that doesn't normally happen to me. I suppose all I can do is wolf down some ibuprofen in anticipation of making the drive again, this time to spend Turkey Day at my mom's house.

I hope yours are all going well.