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Totally stuffed my face....

...today at lunch! It was like I have never eaten in my entire life! I'm not kidding you! Seriously, stuffing my face! Didn't care what I looked like or even if I had food spilling out from my mouth. I was determined to get everything on my plate into my mouth.

The drive home from work today was ruf! Have I ever mentioned that I'm horrible in traffic! I'm constantly shouting inappropriate words and hand gestures at my fellow drivers. And to add to that I don't pay attention. Stop and go traffic, yeah not a good combination. I'm totally going to speed limit around a slight turn. Its one of my favorite curves on 121n. I like to see how fast I can go around the corner (and its on a bridge thank goodness there are guardrails) Doesn't matter if there are cars/trucks in front of me, I'll simply pass you going super duper fast! It's such a rush! Well I was once again at my turn and i was going a simple 80mph. no biggie, there's not much traffic so it doesnt matter...well this stupid lexus suv stupid thing decides he wants to switch lanes....he doesnt have to do so...he can wait till i pass him...so I pass him (i totally have the right of way) and he honks his horn at me! And this is when sunroofs come in really 'handy'.....WHATEVER STUPID! Take a chill pill.

Mare.

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