Pete's Log: permanente

Entry #1343, (Life in General)
(posted when I was 24 years old.)

It's weird, you know, this whole life thing. As I write, I have one excited cairn terrier sitting on my lap and European hard trance blasting through my headphones.

Meg and I got ourselves Maryland driver's licenses last Saturday. The process took a couple hours, but I still found it to be fairly efficient, given the number of people -- many of whom apparently didn't quite grasp the English language -- that the place processed.

My new license has two distinct advantages: the picture actually looks like me and it is not falling apart. This, combined with it actually being a local ID, makes getting carded a much easier process.

Meg also got our cell phone numbers switched to the local area code. So I guess at this point I'm a Maryland resident for real. It all feels a bit strange still.