July 21st, 2003


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this morning, a couple of assmunches tried to run me over (see that little white man in the light on the pole? it does NOT mean, "gun it through the intersection, because you can drive faster than the round girl can walk").

i've also discovered that if i put gel in my hair in the morning, and then walk to work, i'm going to - go figure - sweat out the gel, and it's going to be a nice fluffy mess by the time i get to work.
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