'Not only is he Russian ... he's from the Soviet Union!' by Kara
This weekend's gonna rock, but ... I'm taking the train up to Baltimore early tomorrow morning so I don't have to drive, which means I'm doing five days' worth of work today. And then I have a goodly list of things to do tonight. So, well, I'm already a bit on edge, and today's not the day to fuck with me.
They should just be glad I was too tired to get too aggressive. (And don't anyone scold me about being aggressive. Not the day to be scolded, either.) In return, though, I got the internationally-recognised 'Hallo, I'm a fuckbrain' wave from the driver.
Not today, lady. Not. Today.
I'm sure I'll have some time to cool down, once I've had my tea and gotten the emergency out of the way. Yes, first thing this morning, I walk in and for some reason something I'm in charge of is 'broken.'
Yep. More and more glad I'm taking the train. Just gotta think about the weekend. Weekend's worth it ... by the time the concert comes 'round, I won't even remember that woman. Hell, by the time the weekend comes 'round, maybe she'll have removed herself from the gene pool.
As I'm taking Rika (the new laptop, if you don't remember from my Englandland rants), I'll be able to rant once in a while. Maybe. I'll sure as all hell try. And I don't need to remind you lot that there will be updates whilst I'm gone. If you have been, BREAK OUT!
Wednesday, August 6, 2008 at 9:09 AM
Had a scare coming into work this morning. A full car (looked like a lady toting her kids somewhere) could very nearly have caused an accident when it cut in front of me. Were I just the tiniest bit more forceful on the brakes ... yeah. I would be a lot more pissed off than I am now.