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QUALITATIVELY SPEAKING ...

i got an i-m message last night that i hadn’t been posting, and it was time. i guess i haven’t. no reason – just busy. bill’s birthday was wednesday, and i think that was my last post – just a little one wishing him a happy birthday. no more time for posting wednesday with stino’s and a little more running around that evening.

mark and derp arrived home late wednesday night (quarter break), so thursday brought a little more running around after work. one of our outings brought us to a local small shopping mall. a couple of little strips with anchor stores and several smaller shops branch off the main access road. each of these little areas have separate entrances and exits. when pulling IN, the white SUV in front of us, our beetle (yes – the one with the who sticker), and mark’s car were blocked from ENTERING by a little white car trying to EXIT. backing up back onto the main access road was not an option, given the traffic continually clipping by. the two young women in the car going the wrong way, would not back up to allow our cars to ENTER. which. would not have been a problem. they sat there, beeped at the SUV to get out of their way, the SUV tried to maneuver around the little car, which served only to anger the occupants of the WRONG-GOING car. shouting. horns. the door opens on the little car going the WRONG WAY. wtf??? i check the signs and markings, just to make sure i’m right, open my window and start yelling.

“IT’S AN ENTRANCE ONLY! WE ARE ALL GOING THE RIGHT WAY!!!” i’m really not sure if i swore or not in the opening volley, it’s possible that i did. these two women in this WRONG-MOVING car were really screaming at everybody else to move, so i did get pissed. “GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY, YOU IDIOTS!!!” to which they replied, “SHUT UP, YOU FUCKING CRACKER!!!” i responded, FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING IDIOTS!”

it was not the last f-bomb i dropped on unsuspecting citizens that evening. i’ve got to work on this. but those kids in target deserved it. that’s all i’m going to say.

friday evening: pizza, starbucks, more running around.

saturday: a mid-morning trip to the local (40-minute drive) krispy kreme, more shopping errands, matt’s arrival, more running around, and dinner at stino’s for all of us and my sister, more starbucks. bill,matt, mark, and i then went to see “lost in translation.” my review: blech. beautifully filmed crap. i went to bed while the guys stayed up to watch “matrix reloaded.” don’t ask bill for a review – he slept through most of it.

sunday: big breakfast, starbucks, mark heads out, trip to target, matt heads out, football, pizza, and here i am.

i’ll try to be better. mark said to me yesterday that it’s not my fault i’m not as good at this blogging thing as bill. when i gave him my most frightening stacey look, he explained that he meant “quantitatively – NOT qualitatively.” and then he said, “phew."

Posted by Stacey at October 19, 2003 08:15 PM