dear odot:
FUCK YOU GUYS, FIX THE ROAD BY GOSHEN.
twitching,
meg
walmart guy: okay, your tires should be okay for a while?
meg: HYDROPLANING. SCARY. WAH.
walmart guy 2: deep breath, it's the first rain of the season.
meg: SCARY. SCARY. SCARY.
well, golly, tire dealers, wouldn't it work out better if you had, I dunno, stock lists and prices available to the traumatised and tire seeking weenies of the intarwebs?
*resigns herself to driving at winter speeds for the duration =_=*
Got off work early today and wasted a precious hour I should have spent pretending I can string words together in something remotely resembling the English language being hysterical in Walmart and also driving home at like, forty miles an hour. Also reading the
imaginarybeasts issue. I SPENT WHOLE MINUTES WORKING OUT THE PLOT OF THAT DAMN STORY, YOU SHOULD LOVE ME.
*wanders off toward caffinating fluids*