i COULD post to these to facebook like every other person on the planet does, but then i wouldn’t get any blog clicks now would i? I just wish these photos (which I obviously took with my cell phone camera) could do the amazing state of south dakota justice. for that, you just have to hop in your car and go there. sorry. for all the rest of the pictures click the “continue reading” link below. i tried to post it so you could click “continue reading” and then go to a new page with all the pics so my blog wouldn’t have a bazillion photos on the home page, but it was messing up my coding, so instead you shall see them all there. and if you want to see them full scale, click them and they will fill your screen. i know. technology right?
Tag Archive: South Dakota
i swear. every time i hang out with my friend bronson i eat crap i tell you.
for the past few days i have been living on restaurant fettuccine alfredo, alcohol and garlic bread. also m&ms.
oh. and i don’t sleep worth a hot d*mn when he’s around. because he’s so much fun of course. the boy is a party in a button-down shirt and jeans.
i met him back when i was wondering from state to state job skipping, and had landed in south dakota for 8 months. i had the fortune of only living there from feburary to november so i missed most of the blizzard season, and as a result quite enjoyed my time.
actually, i really enjoyed my time. the state has a way of stealing your heart. and seeing bronson the last few days has made me miss it so.
made me miss the freedom i had to write whatever the heck i felt like at the paper i worked for because the staff was too small for anyone to pay any attention to me. the freedom be a selfish twit because my family was 14 hours east. the freedom to be whomever i felt like because nobody in a 500 miles radius had ever met me before.
and ya, it was a little weird to be the only vegetarian in an ENTIRE state. and one of 7 liberals. and to be told i spoke with an accent. but deep down, i kind of liked being different. being the cool, mysterious outsider. the strange girl who didn’t eat meat.
just as i started to fall in love with the mount rushmore state, i met bronson. the coolest cat in town. he wasn’t from there either. and although he ate meat, we had about 6 million other things in common. like the fact that journalism literally spilled out of our veins. and that we thought political people like governors qualified as famous. and our love of spinach dip. and gossip.
needless to say, we clicked super quick. totally platonic and whatnot, but it was the kind of friendship that i’ve learned not to take for granted.
and while he’s been visiting me here in chicagoland these last few days, we’ve reminisced about the freedom, cheap liquor and south dakota sunsets as much as we could.
he left today though, so i have to sink back into reality. back into lean cuisine fettuccine alfredo, water and aldi garlic bread. back to going to bed at a normal time. back to a life so full of responsibilities that sometimes i feel like i’ve been dumped in the ocean 65 feet from shore, with water 75-feet deep that’s filled with sharks and no life jackets.
but at least i know i had that brief time in south dakota. that time to find myself before adult hood really took hold. i’m grateful for that. and for bronson.
i just hope he visits again soon.
ok. ok. I GET it. I move. a lot. and sure, my licence plates are from South Dakota and my driver’s license is from Iowa and my cell phone number is from the Chicago suburbs and I kind of live in Wisconsin. but NONE of those things have actually expired, so i don’t want to get them replaced.
And, yes three months ago, someone DID tell me that I needed to get wisconsin plates and a wisconsin driver’s licence within two weeks of living here — but I think that’s probably just a myth. I mean it’s not like I’ve been pulled over for my South Dakota plates (which, by the way WERE voted the best in the country in 2007!).
AND when I showed the Illinois cop my iowa licence and my south dakota registration after the ONE accident I’ve been in since moving to Wisconsin, he didn’t seem to care that so many states we’re involved. and I just DON’T WANT to spend the $38 America’s Dairyland charges for a state driver’s licence, much less the $78 I’ll have to spend on plates. and to be honest, i also don’t really want to have to explain to the dmv workers why i have an iowa licence, even though I haven’t lived there in more than a year.
and i WOULD just go on living with all these various UNEXPIRED forms of identification, but NO, my stupid credit union wants me to get a Wisconsin Driver’s licence and I keep telling the nice tellers at my stupid credit union that i’ll get a wisconsin licence NEXT week, but it’s been like a month now, so I’m not sure if they’re buying it at this point. and the thing it, I really am just waiting until i have an extra $38 to spend on a stupid Wisconsin driver’s licence, but seeing as how my take-home pay is about $6, it’s kind of taking me awhile to save up.
So, now I’m in this weird situation where I’m scared to withdraw money from my credit union (not to brag but my account DOES have $22 in available balance in it) because even if convince the women there to let me withdraw my entire available balance with my iowa licence i STILL wouldn’t have enough for a (stupid) wisconsin licence.
and I really don’t understand what the big deal is, seeing as how I proved to my credit union that I live in the area they serve by showing them my lease like three months ago.
in conclusion, if anyone has either a. tips on withdrawing money without a licence or b. about $38, feel free to let me know.