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Apr. 8th, 2006 10:23 pmOk, so if I'm going 5 mph above the speed limit, you don't get to tailgate me. I mean, I can understand it if I'm going under the speed limit. I'd tailgate me too, then. But if I'm already going over? I'm not going any faster, so just quit it.
Also, today it seemed like it was everyone in the world's goal to get me into a car accident. I mean, first, I'm driving to the animal shelter and this car who clearly sees me decides that it would be the perfect time to just pull out in front of me. Then I'm going back and I'm merging onto the freeway and all of a sudden these two cars go over to the right side of the road and stop right in front of the onramp to the freeway. I mean, wtf? Who does that? Could you maybe try to find a better place to stop that's not right where a bunch of people need to go through? There was a little room to get onto the freeway past them, but for some reason today there were a million cars zooming down the freeway and usually there are, like, none. There was finally a small break and a managed to get on, but it was very irritating.
On another car related note, I went to get gas in the afternoon and I failed miserably at it, and not even how I usually fail at it (not being able to get the gas to start going in when I put the nozzle in). I went to this one I've been to a few times before and a car was in the spot I usually go to. In fact, most of the place was filled, there was only one spot in. But it was on the wrong side for where my gas tank is, so I pulled into the space in reverse. But then once I got there, I was like "No, wtf, wrong side!" So I pulled back out and went the other way, except I realized that, no, I had been right the first time. And I kept driving around doing U-turns changing my mind everytime I got into the spot until finally I figured it out. As if the people didn't think I was insane enough after that, once I was done I was such in a hurry to leave that I totally didn't close the gas tank thing. So as I was leaving this man honked his horn at me and I looked and he shouted "GAS CAP!!!" to me a bunch until I got it and closed it and then raced out of there. sigh. Why do I fail so much?
Anyways, after all that, I went to the Woodbridge theaters with Jackie, Emma, and Soan to see Brokeback Mountain (my third time). sigh. I love this movie so much. But this is my second time buying tickets to a rated R movie since I turned 17, and wtf? WHY WON'T ANYONE CARD ME? I mean, seriously! I could've been going to rated R movies all this time, when I was like 15 and 16, and I never did! wtf is wrong with these people!
Also, today it seemed like it was everyone in the world's goal to get me into a car accident. I mean, first, I'm driving to the animal shelter and this car who clearly sees me decides that it would be the perfect time to just pull out in front of me. Then I'm going back and I'm merging onto the freeway and all of a sudden these two cars go over to the right side of the road and stop right in front of the onramp to the freeway. I mean, wtf? Who does that? Could you maybe try to find a better place to stop that's not right where a bunch of people need to go through? There was a little room to get onto the freeway past them, but for some reason today there were a million cars zooming down the freeway and usually there are, like, none. There was finally a small break and a managed to get on, but it was very irritating.
On another car related note, I went to get gas in the afternoon and I failed miserably at it, and not even how I usually fail at it (not being able to get the gas to start going in when I put the nozzle in). I went to this one I've been to a few times before and a car was in the spot I usually go to. In fact, most of the place was filled, there was only one spot in. But it was on the wrong side for where my gas tank is, so I pulled into the space in reverse. But then once I got there, I was like "No, wtf, wrong side!" So I pulled back out and went the other way, except I realized that, no, I had been right the first time. And I kept driving around doing U-turns changing my mind everytime I got into the spot until finally I figured it out. As if the people didn't think I was insane enough after that, once I was done I was such in a hurry to leave that I totally didn't close the gas tank thing. So as I was leaving this man honked his horn at me and I looked and he shouted "GAS CAP!!!" to me a bunch until I got it and closed it and then raced out of there. sigh. Why do I fail so much?
Anyways, after all that, I went to the Woodbridge theaters with Jackie, Emma, and Soan to see Brokeback Mountain (my third time). sigh. I love this movie so much. But this is my second time buying tickets to a rated R movie since I turned 17, and wtf? WHY WON'T ANYONE CARD ME? I mean, seriously! I could've been going to rated R movies all this time, when I was like 15 and 16, and I never did! wtf is wrong with these people!