In lieu of yet another marathon freak out post (wherein I complain incessantly about an *unfair* injury that has obviously ruined.my.life), I thought I’d send some big news from the CA residency front.
Today I went from this :
To this :
I didn’t edit these pictures at all, and find it a little creepy how identically slightly crooked and un-centered they are. Maybe I’m slightly crooked & un-centered myself?
Anyways, this whole license plate thing has been a giant debacle, and has been camped out on my to-do list since May. Yes, May. Let’s recap :
May 26 : Visit DMV. OH plates due to expire in one week. Wait in line, get inspection, wait in line some more. 2.5 hrs later leave and vow to come back first thing in AM, because HELLO some people have to work.
May 27 : Arrive at DMV 20 minutes before they open. Line is already wrapped around the block. Wait an hour. Am told I need to get a smog check before I can get plates. Am then told (after jaw drop/death stare/almost crying) that I can mail in paperwork once smog check is complete, rather than coming back to this hell-hole. Receive 30 day temp tag in meantime.
June 22 : Finally get in for smog check (What? I was busy, ok?) and mail paperwork to DMV.
June 27 – Oct 11 : Drive without a CA license, on expired Ohio plates, with an expired 30-day temp tag. Manage to not get pulled over and/or get car impounded.
So I’m finally legal to drive here. Well, my car is. Technically I was supposed to get a CA driver’s license within 10 days of taking residency. But seriously, there’s a written test, and I haven’t studied for anything since 2007. And? I’m just gonna need another new one when I change my name in July. I’ll take my chances.
(Also, if there are any CA police officers/hwy patrol/sheriffs reading, I’m totally kidding. Ha! Totalllllllly legal! Don’t bother stopping me. I’ve even got insurance! Promise!)
*post-production note* I realize by posting my actual license plates I’ve made myself very stalker-friendly, or at the very least an open target for car-keying/tire-slashing. I can trust that none of you will run me off the road if you see me, right? If you want to wait by my car and be friends, then that’s cool, man.
*post-production note #2* This post kept randomly getting hit by random search engine terms, and I was starting to get a little paranoid about people finding my car and running me off the road to a grueling, untimely death. The possibility that they could just want to be friends was too unlikely to keep on believing. Hence, the pixelation. Thanks picnik.com