(21:00:37) Alex: i want to suck on your clitI'll explain this later...
After 20 minutes of being on hold, Victor tells me that all the supervisors are in a meeting. He gave me the chief-supervisor's extension and suggested that I call back later today or Monday. I told him I'd call Monday. I didn't understand what he said the dude's last name was, but his first name was Edward.
It just took me 3 tries to realize that I was downloading the wrong file.
So yeah... Today, as any other day, people were driving like total idiots. My guess: cell phones are to blame.
I had to go fetch some hardware for a project, since Tiger Direct totally screwed up the shipment. I'll blog about that tomorrow after I get off the phone with them. But anyhow, I went my normal route:
US-231 South to I-65 South I-65 South to IN-38 East IN-38 East to Creasy Lane
While my route deviated a tad bit from that, due to construction, I still ended up at the same place.
On my way south on 231, I noticed an abnormal amount of traffic heading north. When I got to a point where I could see the interstate, I saw that traffic was stopped for about a 10 mile stretch. I figured it was a wreck or something. When I got down to the interchange at I-65, I saw that the state road was out routing the northbound traffic to 231 North. There was a road worker out directing traffic for the people coming off the ramps, just to keep things orderly. The dude's attempts failed miserably.
When I went past the northbound offramp, some jackass was pulling off the ramp and attempting to head south. The state road worker was flagging him to stop, and I was going too fast to stop and let him on in front of me. Besides, the guy had a stop sign and a dude flagging him to stop. I had nothing but an open road. So anyhow, the guy still tried to pull out in front of me, even though I wasn't stopping. When I realized that he wasn't going to stop, I decided it was time to lock up my brakes. When I did this, the guy was about 18 inches away from my door and was yelling and cussing at me. When I looked over at him, he had a cell phone up to his head.
As I was pulling on to the interstate from the onramp, I kept to the right, waiting for a semi to get past so that I could merge behind him. The friggin' jackass tried to push me off the road!!!
After I got on and up to speed, I went around all the traffic that was doing 50mph in a 65mph zone. Then, in front of me in the right lane, was a semi doing about 45mph. I tried to go around him, and he kept swerving at me. I backed off, held in the left lane, and tried to wave him on over into the lane to pass the driver's education car that was in front of him. He ignored me, so after about 40 seconds of waiting, I tried to go around him again. This time, when I got about half way around him, he put his turn signal on and started to pull into the left lane. At this point I was doing about 70mph to go around him, and I had to lock up my brakes to avoid a several thousand pound trailer being pulled over top of me. After he got around the car and I was able to make it around him, I looked in the cab and he was on a cell phone. IDIOT!
After I made it to Lafayette, I was on 38 heading east, and some chick in a convertable, with the windows up and the top down, was stopped at a green light talking on a cell phone. At this point I began to get really pissed and began yelling out my window at her. She finally hit the gas pedal and was doing 70mph in a 40mph zone, and turned right into the mall parking lot.
My trip back home was a lot better though. I took all the county roads and avoided traffic almost completely.
Immortality.
I have often had nightmares about being alive forever, and I quite frankly don't enjoy the thought. The world is such a corrupt place, I wouldn't be able to deal with it forever. I have often thought about the distant future, like 200 years from now, and it seriously makes me quiver with fear.
Some people argue that hell is different for each person. Others argue that reincarnation is actual. For me, hell is reincarnation.
I hate myself. I'm so paranoid, and it's starting to affect my life.
I just looked out the window and saw a red light just on the other side of the trees. I cautiously looked around my curtain to see what it was, and it looked like a laser pointer. I slowly ducked back away from the window and held my hand up to see if it was a laser pointer, maybe a laser sight for a gun or something. Turns out, it was just the brake lights of my neighbor's car.
Last night I had to close my other window because I constantly felt like someone was standing there watching me.
I'm such a friggin' basket case.
Is it me or is my imagination running wild
Some things are not what they seem, no
You know I'd ask you to come into my world for a while
But I know it's only a dream(Stir - Only a Dream)
Ok, so today Mom and Dad got home from my oldest sister's place. They went over to have lunch with them. Before the left, I told Mom that I had a lot of work to get done this week, since I'm running my own small business for the summer.
When they got back, Mom said that she was going to make a list of chores for me to do every day over the summer, since I don't do anything other than sit in front of my computer. She basically wrote me a letter saying that I don't do anything and the house shows it.
HELLO!!! I pull my weight around here. It is hard for me to keep up with everyone else's mess when I am working almost 20 hour days to earn a buck. I'm sorry, but right now my customers take priority over dusting the dining room every day. I am trying to develop a strong business-to-customer relationship. If it means sleeping only 4 hours a night, then so be it. I just get sick of the "pot" calling the "kettle" black.
It's not the clothes that she borrows
just call me out - you know I'll follow
Back through the backdoor into June
Luck will sleep the October June
Sometimes in deep thought I'm 31
she's wanting kids
sounds like fun,
I'll teach them to sing along
sure beats the end of a smoking gun
And I know that God exists
because I feel him sometimes
when she takes up the sheets
or my telephone lines, but
when I'm home she says:
"Baby you're a lie..."
"You're not really here."
"You've gone away..."(Seven Mary Three - Gone Away)
Will it take some time, to release this inner apathy
Enabled inside, and it looks like you're the enemy
Things are never what they seem, can't explain the reasons why
The illusions that we see, the many faces of our lives
When you find it hard to breathe, never keep it all inside
Which one should I be, the many faces of our lives(Flaw - Many Faces)
... if I will ever get rid of this pain in my back.
Let this be a lesson to you kids: If you get hurt at work, go talk to your boss before you go to the doctor. If you do otherwise, Worker's Compensation laws state that you aren't entitled to any financial compensation.
I learned the hard way.
Click for a bigger imageI really need to get the air conditioner in my truck fixed.
On the road again... I can't wait to get on the road again...
Especially when it is supposed to be in the upper 90's and I have just a little under 200 miles to drive. Did I mention I have no working air conditioner in my truck? Ugh.
Eh. Not much difference between an air mattress and a regular mattress.
By the way... Why is UPS so much more expensive and slower than the USPS?