R.E.D.I.C.U.L.O.U.S

Living in an apartment is a very important life operation one must undergo before coming a home owner, atleast I think so. Living in apartments are not very sweet. You have a dude that comes to your place to see if people are behaving when the noise is too loud on a weekend night, tells you, you cant have friends park there even if there is extra room (especially on weekends), and the best part is that in some apartments there is a limit to how many tenets per apartment can have a parking spot...sick, not! We are allowed to have two cars at our house and have four people living here total, they warned me about not parking there and getting towed eventually.
I arrive home around 10pm last night and ted's car still isnt home so I figure he is going to get home tomorrow and eitiher way there was atleast six unfilled spots...no one was going to be pulling in after 10pm and if they were it would probably one or two cars. So I say fuck it and park there, put a sign in the window that reads "With 12D, in place of Ted's Car"....thats what the building manager told us to do or to call them if someones car was replacing someone else for the night or what have you. This is also the same building manager who told on us for having a party one night...yeah he is like a vegetable lasagna, a total puss.
Apparently, the sign wasnt good enough and too my amazment when I was all ready at noon today to drive over to the library then park my car where I am allowed to and go to class. Well I guess my landlord had alternate plans for me, my car got towed. 20 minutes of frustration, 5 minutes of landlord tenet conversation, 1.5 miles of bike riding, 30 minutes of paperwork and waiting for a ride to the lot, 1.5 hours and 135 dollars later, I had my car back...but alteast they make retarted songs like Glamorous to crack you the fuck up when alls said and done...

P.S. The whole 10-15 minute ride there I didnt say one thing to the driver nor did he me until I got out and said thanks....and picked up my fresh new Echo.