This morning was... fun. I pull up to the first stop sign, do my stop and a woman tries to glide through on my right and go in front of me. I'll have none of that! I turn in front and she's stuck behind me. Whatever. I get to the light, turn right and go on my merry way. I decide to change lanes and see a car flying down the street in said lane. I turn into it anyway (plenty of room for them to slow the fuck down) and it ends up being the same twit. Whatever. I am at the street before turning onto the freeway, which is the usual clusterfuck, and she decides to cut someone off in the next lane and honk at me as she drives by... and then stops. In traffic. Guess what happens next. You betcha. My lane pulls forward and we're side by side. So of course I roll my window down, wave my arm at her and scream, "You wanna say something, bitch!?! You wanna say something.... BITCH!?!" Yeah, one of my finer AND CLASSIER moments I'm sure. She stares forward like a fucking pez dispenser and only slightly waves her hand (not quite a flip off, which is lame) as she drives off. Considering she drives three blocks from my house I'm sure we'll see each other again. Stupid cow. Who gets into bitch fights with random neighbors? Again... stupid cow. If you'll excuse me I have to drag my knuckles up to the keyboard and act civilized again.

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I was in Berkeley this weekend, and I swear to God those people drive worse than us LA people. Must be all the hackysack and patchouli.

-B

Seriously? That's a scary thought.

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