Good shot, old boy.

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I did get to town.  I did get to the place I needed to be.  It only... took a month and an half since realizing it needed to be done.  Oh well.  Done it was.  On one hand?  I didn't need to worry about being out of date, on my registration.  Somehow, I didn't... register last year?  At first I thought they just had it wrong.  But, after checking my vehicle, yep... '21 tags.  So... I went a year without up-to-date tags?  How the hell did that happen?

Never mind.  It is set up, and done.  There is a different way, so I'll have to sort that out yearly, it seems.  And, the fellow who is the boss, there (he looks very different from the last time I saw him though, very... strange).  He... helped, greatly.  I was huffing and puffing and, distressing.  So he took care of something.  And we sorted other things out.  But he wouldn't tell me who his boss is.  Still, if I have the other way, I will use the other way.

I replaced the tags, or really just put the new over the old.  Then headed to the grocery store.  Yes, I was... hot.  But, not too... hot.  Hot enough it was clear I was hot, but without suggesting violence, mostly.  Anyway, on  to the store.

I small bundle of groceries, to see me through.  They aren't making salads, as they used to.  So, I am just buying preshredded romaine lettuce, with purple cabbage and carrots.  Onion, meats, cheeses, fresh veggies, and a few other things.  Small amounts, just enough to add to my freezer larder, and to carry me through to payday.

Oh, but a few treats, including hard and genoa salami, and bread, for a sandwich.  I had one, might have to have another.

I was angry.  Very.  I shouldn't get that angry.  It... hurts my body.  My neck aches, the arteries that run through.  Things got pressurized in there.  While I didn't... mean to get angry, that is what allowed me to get out, and get things working.  I swear, they knew I was coming.  And they suspected I might be furious.  Handled it very well.  What can I say.  Still easing back from it.

Yes, another sandwich!  Maybe some gaming.  Just a bit?  So tired, though, from the anger coursing, then draining.  All good.  Oh... but... who... is this what you see?  I... saw this, and it made me think someone... saw me and this and... connected things.  Seriously, if my hair is a bit longer.  Later.