Saturday, February 17, 2007

Late again this morning.

My hair was dripping and the car was zipping.

Somewhere on the 5th Ring Road, it had to slow down because of the traffic jam caused by an accident.

My first thought?

Fucking perfect. I'm going to be delayed even further.

Somebody could have died. Many people could've died in that accident.

And all I could think of was how late I was going to be.

I'm not sure I liked myself very much at that moment.

9 comments:

1982 AD said...

It's okay. We still love you anyway.

1982 AD said...

I, we, us, you... what's the difference? HURROL!

Ri said...

HA!

Come forth and expose ..uh ... show yourself, stranger.

1982 AD said...

It's me. It's always me. :(

Ri said...

O, RLY?

Anonymous said...

You'rs is very vilence. I dont' like.

Please do visit my blog. Is dog speaking to lady?

Thanx.

Ri said...

Lead the way, Gandhi.

Yes, dog and lady have long, intense, spiritual conversations.

It is very tuching.

OKAYBAI.

1982 AD said...

hay dun vilence 2 mch okey???//?

Ri said...

OH NOES!!! TEH VILENCE SUX.