My Bipolar Journal – Episode 50
April 2, 2007
So, I suppose it's opening day here in the great city of Cincinnati and I suppose that brings out the worst in everyone. I've watched several interesting things happen just while walking into work. First of all, the parking garage I park in always leaves these threatening little notes in the elevators (as if the Elevator People and People in Clanky Shoes weren't enough). Today's was, "There's a game today. Make sure you park correctly or you may not park here again!" Then there was the incessant sound of a VW's car horn as they were frustrated with the car in front of them in the left hand lane with their hazards on. It went on for five minutes rather than them trying to go around. Then a man (a Suit mind you) walked up to another truck with it's hazards on and looked at them and said, "Can't you read the sign? Move it along." I would have loved it if he got his ass beat.
I was embarrassed to be a citizen of this fair town today thanks to all you moron Clanky-Shoed, Weather-Talking, Kid-Toting, Suit-Wearing assholes!..... and now look I've become one of you by letting it get to me.
On the brighter side, I turn 30 this month, this weekend is Chicks Rockfest and the After Elvis boys will be in town. I get to pick up a girl named Kat from the airport today who is flying in from England just to play my piddly old festival and she seems cool. Wow! A cool girl. Who'd have thunk it? So, see, not everything is bad.
Things are only getting better with the love of my life and I'm looking forward to them never ever normalizing. Now if I could just stop freaking out.
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