^Shivering^ Damn this weather, and fuck the people of Cincy who can't drive
Ok, I want to state the scary part of this before the tirade begins: I'm in a good mood.
Here goes...
First off, if you can't drive in the rain; if you feel the need to travel more than 5 miles an hour under the speedlimit; if you feel the need to get in the left lane to try to get ahead of all the traffic in the right lane then hold up traffic in the left lane as you try to cut someone off in the right lane, because that's where you should have been in the first place, go to hell, you go to hell and you die. Ok, maybe this needs some justification. I left my house at the ungodly hour of 7:20 AM (my usual time) to get to class. One hour and twenty-five minutes later, I roll onto campus, thoroughly late for my class and I am by no means going to walk in with like 15 minutes left.
So after battling fucking ignorant drivers for almost an hour and a half, I had to walk all the way across campus to the book store to pick up the one book they didn't have the last time I was there. Normally, this would not have been any big deal, but as I got to campus I realized that I don't have an umbrella in my car, so by the time I made it to the book store, I was soaked, to the bone, clean through my close, even my hat was so wet it was dripping on my glasses. Actually, I didn't mind the rain, I like being out in the rain. But what is getting me is the fact that now, at 1:40 in the afternoon, I'm still soaked to the bone, almost shivering from the cold, and its making me tired (even more so than I would normally be).
Ok, so, I'm not gonna make this six pages like my recent entries have been (you would have to see my communities to see those post), so I'm gonna just leave this thing hanging.
- W. Mutt
Here goes...
First off, if you can't drive in the rain; if you feel the need to travel more than 5 miles an hour under the speedlimit; if you feel the need to get in the left lane to try to get ahead of all the traffic in the right lane then hold up traffic in the left lane as you try to cut someone off in the right lane, because that's where you should have been in the first place, go to hell, you go to hell and you die. Ok, maybe this needs some justification. I left my house at the ungodly hour of 7:20 AM (my usual time) to get to class. One hour and twenty-five minutes later, I roll onto campus, thoroughly late for my class and I am by no means going to walk in with like 15 minutes left.
So after battling fucking ignorant drivers for almost an hour and a half, I had to walk all the way across campus to the book store to pick up the one book they didn't have the last time I was there. Normally, this would not have been any big deal, but as I got to campus I realized that I don't have an umbrella in my car, so by the time I made it to the book store, I was soaked, to the bone, clean through my close, even my hat was so wet it was dripping on my glasses. Actually, I didn't mind the rain, I like being out in the rain. But what is getting me is the fact that now, at 1:40 in the afternoon, I'm still soaked to the bone, almost shivering from the cold, and its making me tired (even more so than I would normally be).
Ok, so, I'm not gonna make this six pages like my recent entries have been (you would have to see my communities to see those post), so I'm gonna just leave this thing hanging.
- W. Mutt