Woke up, still in a pretty crappy mood. Decided not to attend the Drift event, as the support on SFL drifters and Florida Drift was pretty piss-poor. Went back and forth with Tina for hours, drove out to Mount Dora, and spent a few minutes, literally, on the Race Life project. Maybe some stuffs tomorrow.
In other news, I think the Beachcomber Inn on St. Petersburg Beach may be billing me $50 for a broken lightbulb in the desk lamp that Tina threw at me. Yeah. Story is coming.
Edit: False alarm. I guess I'm just not used to what a bar tab looks like on my debit card.