Naw, I missed that my friend. Cool though.
It's been a bad week for da Cat....my phone was literally destroyed on wednesday and verizon is fucking arguing with me about it when I've paid insurance on it for like 7 years, wife had a flat on thursday and I wanted to get it repaired yesterday but after the second round of spine injections I couldn't even stand for several hours afterwards let alone walk. Got a letter today from a state appointed psychologist to evaluate my mental cognitive abilities on the same day I was going to head to PHX if I'm selected for the following monday. The really strange thing about it is that it's at a hotel on a sunday....wtf? It's kinda like meeting a drug dealer or an escort or something....creepy.
Soooo, when I walk into the lobby they slap a straight jacket on me? No room number or any other kind of instructions in the official letter. And other than email/internet I've been cut off from the rest of the world. Can't call anyone, had an electrician to do some work for me but I have zero contact info until my phone is replaced.
Fuck.