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From my comments:

Wow reading that made me tired. I think I need a nap. It sounds like you were fun busy though rather than stressful busy. That always helps!

Natalie - tell me about it. We were both completely exhausted by Friday night. As mentioned we were in bed by 9:30 and sleeping soundly by 9:45.

Been sort of busy again but not as much. I just haven't had the chance to get on here again. I really, really want my own computer again. Soon though, we'll probably be getting a laptop.

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So there's a few things that have been bugging me this week.

• I drive past a bunch of fields on my to and from work. Quite often I see deer in at least one of them. Usually 3 or so times a week, whether be in the am or pm, doesn't matter, there's usually a couple or so grazing. Not this week, not one sighting. And I'm quite peeved about it. I need my deer fix.
• People are bugging me again because they can't seem to drive 55. Twice this week I've gotten stuck behind an asshat in the left lane barely going 55. Come on people, if you're in the left lane you're supposed to be going over the limit not at it or under it!!
• I haven't been able to get on here, that always irks me. And yes, sometimes it's my own doing. I don't push for it, but that's because I'm so tired of doing everything else that by the time I'm able to sit and relax I don't want to have to think of anything to write about because everything I've already thought about has left my head because I'm so damn tired
• I hate working in an office. Everyone I work with is great, it's amazing how there isn't one person that really bugs me or that I don't like. But that's not the point. I just don't want to work in an office anymore. I wanna work in a book store, preferably my own store, but that'll never happen.

But what I do like is Korn. Listening to them on the way home driving behind the asshats is theraputic.

OK, gotta go, dinner is ready.

Media quote of the day:

Something takes a part of me.

Something lost and never seen.

Everytime I start to believe,

Something's raped and taken from me... from me.

Life's got to always be messing with me.

Freak on a Leash - Korn

Slow drivers are a pain in my ass

Ok, so there's very little I hate more than tailgaters. And I certainly hate it when I realize I'm doing it myself. But today I just couldn't help it. I was cruising along, going my usual 10 over on my last stretch of the drive home, right? Right. Well, I get through the 2nd to the last light before I have to turn off of this road. I'm coming up on a car in the left lane and a van in the right. The van is slightly ahead of the car but the cars gaining on it, slowly but surely. So I put on my signal and get over to the left lane long before I should even begin to have to put on my brakes. I'm getting closer and closer to the car and when I'm practically right on top of it I finally notice that it's no longer gaining on the van. It's front end is nose to ass with the van (you know what I mean).

So I get close but still a respectable distance away. But close enough to let them know I want to get past so either speed up and get over or slow down and get over, right? Right. But no, this dumb ass stays right where he is so I get a little closer and a little closer to encourage him doing one or the other. Eventually I can't get any closer for him to do anything else BUT to speed up and get over. But nope no way.

The speed limit is 55, this dumbass was doing maybe 53. I was not a happy camper.

Very steadily the van started inching ahead. I thought about getting over but figured I better wait to make sure they'll even get ahead enough for me to go around. It did and two other cars actually did go around but by that time I was so pissed at the asshat in front of me I stayed where I was. I did back off enough to a pretty respectable distance but was still too close for the speeds we were going. Good thing there was no one else around I could've darted into the right lane if I needed to.

People, if you're going to only go the speed limit or under it even, get the fuck over into the right lane. That's what it's there for.

Media quote of the day:

When I drive that slow, you know it's hard to steer.
And I can't get get my car out of second gear.

I can't drive 55
No, no no,
I can't drive...
(I can't drive 55)
I can't drive...
(I can't drive 55)
I can't drive 55

I can't drive 55 - Sammy Hagar