MVA! Agh!

So I'm a little angry at the MVA. I went Friday during my lunch (from work) to see if I could go take care of getting my MD driver's license, but after getting there the lady said it was like a 45 minute wait, which I couldn't afford to do on a work day (at the end of the week when there's a party afterward, anyway). She looked at my info I had with me for reference and proofs and all, and said I'd be fine. So, I had to get up early Saturday morning to go in and do it.

Doesn't stop there. Once I got there, again - I forgot my credit card bill, so I had to go back home and get it (10-15 min drive) - I waited an hour and 15 minutes with my "take-a-number" number only to find out that what the lady told me Friday was incorrect. Fantastic. At least I didn't break anything on the way out. Other than some of the skin on my right hand =/

Now I have to wait until Tuesday or Wednesday when my roommate gets back so he can sign the lease - unless customer service helps and says that something else might work. That's another thing. The offices are open 8:30-12 on Saturdays, but the customer service line isn't, and there's no direct line to the office that I could find, so you can't get questions answered without physically going to the office. Stupid.

There's my rant.

Vegas Vacation

Well, Vegas was fun, and I did pretty well in the marathon. I missed Boston by a few minutes, but I did PR by 6.5 minutes for a 3:16:29 (7:30 pace per mile). Next year, Boston. Next year... (I need to run a 3:10:59)

Watch Out, Boston!

I fly out tomorrow after work for the Las Vegas Marathon (race is Sunday). The goal is to qualify for Boston. Sure, it's a stretch, but I think I have a shot! Here goes nothing!

Also, a fun article about a guy who has run every day for 30 years. My favorite part:

Running with me let my father indulge his screwball sense of humor. One year, we ran in a road race just before Thanksgiving, and though it wasn't supposed to be a costumed affair, my dad talked me into dressing like a chef, with a giant tin-foil cleaver. He put on a turkey costume and as per his instructions, I spent the entire 5-mile route a few steps behind him, waving the cleaver and shouting: "Come back here, you turkey!"

Wow, UNC

Wow. North Carolina is REALLY good. They embarrassed MSU tonight by 35. It was a good first half though.

On a more entertaining (than the second half) note, here's a fun link from a friend:
The 7 Most Terrifying Disney Movie Deaths
I love the sarcastic remarks and there is some creativity in the post - and check out the related links too :)