well okay then.

Hmh. Nice randomness this morning after I dropped my mother off at work. I was going down Hollywood Rd. and there was this old guy going for a walk along the side of the road. This isn't that strange, and there's not really a sidewalk or even a shoulder he could've walked on, so everyone (there were quite a few cars, oddly enough) just went around him. The two cars in front of me passed him, no problem. I go past the guy, giving him just as much space as the other cars had, but when I'm halfway past him, he whips around and starts shaking his fist at my car and yelling something. Between the A/C and the music I couldn't hear him, but it's not like the music was that loud, and my windows were closed. And I was driving my mother's car, which is shiny and new-ish and free of potentially offensive bumperstickers, unlike mine. So it was pretty random.


Hooray for crazy old men, I guess. o_O


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Oh... nice. And I wanted to go for a drive because really that's the only way for me to feel better when I'm feeling all fucked-up and lonely and needy, but I got snagged by my father on the way out the door and bitched at for wasting gas and informed that I couldn't drive unless I was actually going somewhere. mehhhh.