Monday, Dec. 22, 2003

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(ok i need to do some complaining in this entry so feel free not to read it)

i hate driving. i hate driving more than anything during christmas because that brings out the worst qualities in humanity more than any other thing in the world. more than politics, more than elections, sniper trials, war, genocide, and nuclear holocaust. okay, perhaps not. but it is survival of the fittest. fittest to the suburban environment, i.e. owns an SUV and can run me over and cut me off and drive slowly because of your stupid kids and shine your headlights so nicely into my mirrors and blind me because you're taller than me. i am destined to die out. my feeble honda civic dna will not perpetuate itself in the gene pool . . . well i drove anyway and it took me an hour to get from work to best buy to get a gift for my brother, and then they were sold out, and then there was some accident in like the best buy parking lot so i had to go around the long way, and it took me another hour to get back to edgewater, and then i had to wait for an hour at the pharmacy and they didn't even fill one of my perscriptions, which i realized AFTER i had left, and this was all after spending all day in a basement, counting matter number after matter number, getting countless papercuts and straining my back lifting files with some weird boy, and now i am exhausted and have a splitting headache.