There are some constants in this universe around me I cannot seem to escape:

  1. I am a magnet for idiot drivers on the road; lately is seems like it is always a California license plate. If those people would practice more with their texting and hands-free driving they might be better drivers.
  2. People will prattle on a long ass time about their own lives no matter how busy I am and they will do it in spite of the vacant and distant expression that I know MUST be on my face. Look, stupid, Smallville is on. Stop talking!!!
  3. If I am running late getting out the door, Tom will need to go out and pee.

So – yeah.

Posted in Drama - Pass please, verbal diahrea.

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