Well.. I need to work, and I can’t.. I just can’t seem to concentrate. I still am having trouble finding words.. today’s most annoying one was ‘hex wrench’ which I searched and searched and searched for, and finally came up with ‘orange thing’.
Why do we use cars at all, given that so many people drive so irresponsably, either because tehy think it’s cool (i.e. most kids) or because they have ceased to be aware of the danger they weild (i.e. mr SUV driver)? Why do we accept a transit system that costs us so many?
(If I had been in a small car, I’d be dead. That simple. I left a voicemail for Mr. Yuppie telling him to sell his car which I’m sure won’t go over very well.. but hey.. I figure if anyone has earned the right to tell him off, it’s me.. he didn’t even apologize)
I want P. to come back. I’ve asked her to, and she’s in general stalled.. I’m sure from her perspective, it’s a odd question.. why would she leave someone who’s making her happy, to get back togeather with me? I can’t even defend it myself.. but I’d do almost anything..
*cries*
It’s just impossible.