I was never really superstitious, but since i was born on the 13th i was told that the bad luck was reversed for me. However, tonite i was driving through manhattan @ 1am when i got pulled over going 69 in a 35 by the 1 of the biggest asshole cops i've yet to meet. Being that my license is already restricted, the cop was blatantly clear when he said I was going to loose my license. Shortly after that i cut my thumb on a cigar cutter. Its now 5am and i will soon be making my trip home. I'm sleepy, in pain, and pissed about my license, what a way to start off my birthday
