This post is for all of the angry people out there....

When I got back to my car, I had a napkin with two things written on it.

The first, in blue ink, said "LEARN TO PARK ASSHOLE!!!"

The second, in pink, said "Get some mental help, prozac, anything!!!"

I laughed it off and threw the napkin away. I had parked a little too far to the right side, only because the person to the left of me had parked far over the line. Having a small car, I was able to leave enough space on both sides. In fact, I made it a point to leave more room for the driver on my right side so they didn't have to suffer for what the person on my left had done, and I gave myself almost no room to get in and out. But then I saw the note and I figured someone, somehow, got pissed off anyway and decided to rip into me.

Then, as I was driving away, something occurred to me.

The two different color inks must have been two DIFFERENT people! I had somehow gotten caught in the middle of it.. My guess is that the person who was in my spot before me left the note on the window of the car to the left, and, thinking it was me, the person to the left wrote back and placed it on my window.

So I, being completely uninvolved, ended up getting the brunt of the hatred.

Let this be a message to all of you irate drivers out there.. Sometimes, someone parks a little too far in your personal space, not because they wanted to, but because the person next to them parked too far in their personal space. And sometimes, when you let your anger at the injustice fester, and you decide to react, you lash out at the WRONG person. Today, with my breezy sundress and carefree smile on my face, the person who got the angry note left on her window ended up being me.

Happy thought for the day:

You get exposed to more radiation eating a banana than living in proximity to a nuclear power plant.

*gleefully noms 2 bananas*

"He has suffered enough already...
my silence is how I show my love."

LOL

"I'd look back but I'm too far away
A ghost to the faces I miss."

Between a lack of inspiration as of late, and a flurry of events and emotions that have utterly drained me, my posts have been brief. I promise I'll write something good when I truly feel it.

In the meantime, I'd like to take the opportunity to talk about something super serious.

The word "this" is not a noun. It's an adjective. And if I read one more scholarly paper referencing a previously mentioned abstract idea ambiguously by referring to it as "this", I'ma rage so hard. #$#@%$#%$#%^%$^$^#$@#$@#$@$#%#$

That is all. ^_^

Leaving on an epic journey to the wilds of Wisconsin. Miss you guys, love ya.

Just for you Lance:

One night, and one more time.

Sweet agony.