If it’s not one thing, it’s another… damn it

So, I’m in this holly jolly Christmas mood, skipping about, thinking about Jonathon’s first Christmas right? So, I decide I’m not going to have a stupid cup o’ noodles for lunch! I’m going out! I’m gonna have something full of fat and yummy things like that! So I hop in my car and head out. I get behind this green van who pulls over and comes to a dead stop. Now the street was kinda narrow and I wasn’t sure what he was doing. I didn’t know if he wanted to continue forward or not so I kinda hesitated… only to have the car behind me flash his lights and beep at me. So I started to pull around the van and out of the corner of my eye I see the idiot turning.. RIGHT INTO ME! so I swerved and our cars grazed each other. I was so upset… IDIOT… USE YOUR FREAKIN BLINKER DAMN IT… i screamed in my head.

So I get out and he’s examining the scratches on his car. I didn’t bother to check mine, if it was wrecked, it’s wrecked, nothing i can do (its fine, just another dent to match the other side that was there when i got it). So he says… after a bit of hee-hawing and saying that I have insurance and krap, he says “Oh forget it, just be more careful.” and gets in his car and drives away.

Now two things…

IT WAS HIS STINKING FAULT IDIOT LOSER NEEDS TO LEARN HOW TO DRIVE A CAR,THE PIECE OF STINKING STEAMING POO!!!!

Secondly… I hope he’s not a scammer guy who memorized my license plate and is gonna come after me with some crazy lawsuit or a hit and run thing…

So I was all upset… cuz it’s just the case with me. If it’s not one thing, it has to be another, because god forbid I actually feel happy in this damned to hell life…

Regardless, I got my food, which disapointed me and was

moping in my office chair. I went to look at a card that a friend sent my in the email. It was so beautiful and made me want to cry (i can add hormones to the list of things that are going wrong with me too… heh heh) and so now I’m back in my good mood. I just hope I can get through the rest of this day with it.