I woke up super early this morning and couldn't get back to sleep, so I made Mike coffee and all that good stuff, and when I walked him to the door, the morning was nice and clear. However, when I went out the door a couple hours later, I couldn't even see past the end of the driveway. I slowly made my way out of our subdivision and onto the main road, where I promptly discovered that some people around here don't think that a solid blanket of fog is something they should turn their headlights on for. Normally I don't wish bad things on people, but if I were to start, it would begin with people like them. I mean, if I can barely see past the hood of my car, then I know they're in the same boat, but instead of being safe and helping other people see them, they're fucking clueless. And yet when they get in a wreck because of that cluelessness, they'll blame everyone but themselves. Ignorant bastards.
August 2005 Archives
We've finally finished the move (except for one more truckload, which we'll be getting tomorrow), the unpacking is halfway completed, and I've still got an endless amount of laundry to do. Who knew 6 people generated so many dirty clothes? However, instead of rabidly doing the laundry, I'm sitting here at the computer, listening to Mike record a couple of the new songs he came up with, and thinking about the past week. Life is pretty damn good.
