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Thursday, November 21, 2002  

Rain, Rain Go Away

Yeah, I know there was a freakin' drought. But I'm tired of driving to work in the rain. Really tired of it. Because no one seems to know how to drive in rain. No, you really don't have to brake every 2 seconds so the imaginary bunnies don't hit your car. And, just go. The gas petal is the one next to the brake--you know, the pedal that you keep hitting to annoy me. Roar.

I'm also in the planning stages on a trip to Boston to visit the King of Craigland. Probably won't be until spring, but it should still be a very fun trip. I don't plan on flying, because flying sucks ass. And I'm not driving in Boston. So, I'm probably going to take a train. Beats taking the bus.

Several other things that have been bugging me--I admit I can't spell. Get over it. I'm not biting anyone. I stopped that when my senior year in college ended. I cannot give you rabies (and I have a vaccine against it anyway). Don't come over and invade my personal space and tell me to be quiet. My personal zone can be as loud as I want it to be, dammit. I'm hungry. Stop taking my pillows out of my pillowcases. And, dammit, I'm gonna be neutral. And, yes, that is Tool that I've been singing. Learn to swim.

posted by jaime | 11:46 PM
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