I'm kinda psychic

and no I don't have ESPN (for those who don't get it too bad). But I had this dream a few nights ago about how I was in court and I had this tough killer attitude that made the witness I was interrogating cry and the judge to gasp in awe of my skills that I woke up thinking I should totally become a lawyer...but then I remembered I was running late for class and that idea quickly passed. Anyway, to make a long story short I get pulled over by a cop last night in a middle of a desolate residential street saying how I did not signal when turning right, did not come to a full stop, was speeding (wait didn't I stop?...at least not "fully") among other things. Now the irony is that I always thought I would start hyperventilating and hysterically crying the day I get my first ticket like my sister did, especially with all of the holidays coming up when my cash flow is only directed at cash registers of south coast NOT the police department. However, I did not cry or hyperventilate (maybe it was that mind controlling hot yoga I previously went to taking effect) but was PISSED instead! I swear to you people, I was getting quite close to blogging from a jail cell because I felt like jumping for that cop's neck for being cited for bullshit. So in his excellent customer service skills he only cited me for the turn and "forgave" me for the "speeding" and told me that I can appear in court in February if I wish to contest the ticket. And I said "THE HELL I WILL...GOOD NIGHT!" So just like I stated in my FB status, I will go and eat up both that cop (even if he shows up) and his citation with an attitude just like the one from my dream.