Friday, November 26, 2004
I'm fine right where I am, thank you.
Ok, ok I have to admit. Thanksgiving wasn't too bad. In fact it wasn't bad at all. I might even go so far as to say it was... Nice (just don't tell anyone I said that).
So now The Boyfriend wants to go shopping. Shopping! Finally, I have that proof that I needed to commit him. I was watching the news and they showed pictures of the insanity. Parking lots completely full (with people parking on the grass) before dawn. Are you kidding me?! Then they told the story of a woman at a toy store that had a couple games and this other woman asked her where she found them. Woman1 told Woman2 that they were the last ones so Woman2 punched Woman1, grabbed the toys and ran. What kind of psycho does that?
I also read about some woman that was waiting outside of Circuit City in West Virginia since 1:00am (complete with tent and hot chocolate) for a Sony Playstation 2. Completely ridiculous. It's 3:00pm (Ohio time) and I have absolutely NO desire to leave the house at all today. Not because of the stores but because of the traffic. I can restrain myself from beating the crap out of morons in stores (barely, but it's do-able) but as soon as I hit any kind of traffic (beyond the normal traffic level) I turn into a raving lunatic. You cut me off, I ride your ass (I know it's rude but you started it so that's what you get. Stay in your own lane or, at the very least, use your signal, you effing buttplug.). The light turns green and you don't go immediately, I start screaming (What the f*ck are you waiting for? Go! It's gonna turn red! Gas is on the right, dumbshit! Go! GO! GOOOOOO!). I've been known to beat the crap out of my steering wheel on occasion and it's definitely not a good idea for children to be in the car with me when I start yelling.
I can't stand those rude asses that wait ... And wait... And wait until you're 2 feet from them and decide to pull out in front of you (even though there was plenty of time for them to go before you got that close and no cars behind you) and then go 10 mph under the speed limit... after taking 5 minutes to get up to that speed Or those douchebags that, instead of actually driving while they're in their cars, talk on their stupid little cell phone and keep swerving and tapping their brakes every 2 seconds. Or how some people just can't seem to get it through their tiny little head that the double yellow line down the middle of the road divides it and I do not have to (and refuse to) share my lane with on-coming traffic. And my personal favorite, those f*ckers that fly by you in a no passing zone then slam on their brakes to make a turn 10 feet up the road. No, I am most definitely not looking forward to leaving the house today.
And people wonder why I hate to drive.
Cost of the War in Iraq
(JavaScript Error)
We hang the petty thieves, but appoint the great
ones to office
- Aesop
Don't steal, the government hates competition.
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::
< ? crappyblogs # >
<< # blog.girls ? >>
«xBlogxPhilesx»
« ? Sarcastic Geeks # »
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::
My blogger code:
B8 d- t k+ s u-- f i- o x- e- l c
(decode it!)
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::
Blogroll
|| Blogroll Me ||
|| Who Links Here ||
Good Stuff
Search