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Grabbed a bunch of my stuff today from the old apartment. The lady still has the sign on her door. I'm wondering if I should acknowledge her and let her know I got the message.
I loaded up my car and started driving down Victory. It's a mildly warm day out and I throw my window down to catch some of the breeze. I'm puttering along thinking about how much I dislike moving. Out of nowhere, my car is attacked by flying bugs. They are everywhere. One flies inside my car and lands on the dashboard. Of course, it's a bee. You know, God wouldn't have it any other way.
I try and shoo it out, but it flies around the inside of my car. Great. Another bee swoops down and flies into my car whizzing by my ear. Why do these assholes do that? Do they somehow know how annoying and creepy their little wings flapping together buzz making sounds are? It's gross -- I shudder.
It's like a swarm outside and I'm stopped at this damn light, so I roll up my window. As I do, ANOTHER BEE comes zooming in. Seriously -- what the fuck? Are they calling each other? I try and keep calm because my windows are clear as day and I don't want people to see me freaking out. So I freak out inside my head until the light turns. As soon as it looked like the swarm was gone I throw down all the windows.
Weird.
I drop off my furniture at my new place and hop back in the car for some food. I'm turning left onto Van Nuys and there's a car in front of me. The light turns yellow and the car in front of me starts to make their go. But of course, some bag thinks they have time to fly through the intersection. Everyone slams on their brakes and the oncoming car stops and starts yelling fuck you and gesturing crazily with his hands.
Meanwhile I'm sitting in the MIDDLE of the intersection with a red.
I make it onto Van Nuys and I'm driving. I hear a siren in the distance and everyone starts slowing. Pretty usual stuff. The days I don't see an ambulance or fire truck are actually surprising. I'm looking around and I don't see anything. Where is this motherfucker, I've got In N Out to get. And a red ambulance comes creeping by. No lights are on, just a siren, and they're making snail time.
Okay.
I finally get to In N Out and of course the line is backed up into the street. You know how most drive-throughs are U shaped? This one isn't. It's L shaped and traffic is always backed up into the street. God. Something weird is aligning today and I'm going to stay out of my car for the rest of it.
I loaded up my car and started driving down Victory. It's a mildly warm day out and I throw my window down to catch some of the breeze. I'm puttering along thinking about how much I dislike moving. Out of nowhere, my car is attacked by flying bugs. They are everywhere. One flies inside my car and lands on the dashboard. Of course, it's a bee. You know, God wouldn't have it any other way.
I try and shoo it out, but it flies around the inside of my car. Great. Another bee swoops down and flies into my car whizzing by my ear. Why do these assholes do that? Do they somehow know how annoying and creepy their little wings flapping together buzz making sounds are? It's gross -- I shudder.
It's like a swarm outside and I'm stopped at this damn light, so I roll up my window. As I do, ANOTHER BEE comes zooming in. Seriously -- what the fuck? Are they calling each other? I try and keep calm because my windows are clear as day and I don't want people to see me freaking out. So I freak out inside my head until the light turns. As soon as it looked like the swarm was gone I throw down all the windows.
Weird.
I drop off my furniture at my new place and hop back in the car for some food. I'm turning left onto Van Nuys and there's a car in front of me. The light turns yellow and the car in front of me starts to make their go. But of course, some bag thinks they have time to fly through the intersection. Everyone slams on their brakes and the oncoming car stops and starts yelling fuck you and gesturing crazily with his hands.
Meanwhile I'm sitting in the MIDDLE of the intersection with a red.
I make it onto Van Nuys and I'm driving. I hear a siren in the distance and everyone starts slowing. Pretty usual stuff. The days I don't see an ambulance or fire truck are actually surprising. I'm looking around and I don't see anything. Where is this motherfucker, I've got In N Out to get. And a red ambulance comes creeping by. No lights are on, just a siren, and they're making snail time.
Okay.
I finally get to In N Out and of course the line is backed up into the street. You know how most drive-throughs are U shaped? This one isn't. It's L shaped and traffic is always backed up into the street. God. Something weird is aligning today and I'm going to stay out of my car for the rest of it.