We’ve not long arrived home from bowling, and that’s another story, but one that can be summed up by something I said during the night when asked how I was bowling… “I suck so hard that if it wasn’t for me there’d be no gravity..”
So that in mind I really shouldn’t have been surprised that on the drive home, a drive that usually has perhaps 15 traffic signals on it, I got stuck at what felt like 200 red lights.
I got stuck at every single FREAKING red light on the trip home.
GRRRR! Oh well, at least I’m home now, and off to bed, hopefully tomorrow I’ll get all greens…
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