
They don't care who you are. They just show up.
Not everyone I know in Florida or North Carolina has checked in yet - and it was 520 on the friends list. Leaving for a couple of days does that to me.
Very glad to be home. Had a wonderful time, hated the drive home - but the cedar chest I got from
Fun? The work cell beeped at me the moment I got off the plane in Oakland Saturday. I have a mystery on my hands, it seems - but they were able to recover from what sounds like a translator meltdown. But I hate mysteries when I can't get to a terminal to find out What The Fuck Happened. The work cell beeped at me the moment it got plugged in this afternoon when I got back - otherwise, I would have gone in to work the moment I got back. Yeah. After riding for hours down the I-5 in a state bordering on raving. When I'm thinking about how many ways you can die riding in a car, instead of maybe dozing or reading instead - hmmmm, I wonder what it would feel like to be crushed to death between two vehicles - would the blunt trauma to the head do it first, or would I be alive long enough to know I was bleeding to death - or didn't have enough brain stem left to keep breathing on my own and suffocate? Choices, choices...
I really, REALLY am beginning to hate riding in a car for any reason. This ain't no fucking video game, after all.
And now, sleep. Maybe.
Trying the little bottle of J & B = narsty.
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Date: 2004-08-15 09:50 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-08-16 10:10 am (UTC)As for driving I hear you on that. Since I've returned from Japan my fear of riding in a car has come back. I hear of all these accidents and deaths and it's hard to put them out of my mind. It probably doesn't help having a nurse for a mother but..it's scary.
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Date: 2004-08-16 12:30 pm (UTC)