arrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. so I was behind a frigging jackass for 3 frigging miles who was going 25 in a 35mph zone...
TWENTYFIVE IN A THIRTYFIVE!
and he kept stepping on the brakes effing with me... all the way to the train....
the train was in the station!!! from half a block away I started beeping the horn....
BLEEEP
BLEEEEEP
BLEEEEEEEEP!
(that's not the horn. that's me having a tourret's fit)
god bless the 7:20am non-riff-raff train.... it's the last one that's a rush hour/commuter train...
they held the train (i nearly crashed into the 2 cars I parked between)
and I ran.
gigglechick... eh.. not a runner. am still breathing heavy...
I got on the train... folks in my car were laughing at me (i had a brief flashback to when I was 12 and catching the bus...)
I said "jeezuz... I hate these morning workouts they're a killer!" and everyone laughed and settled down.
so, in closing:
jackass doing 25mph... go to hell.
conductors on the 7:20 train outta squan... a special place in heaven, my friends.
now... to resume snoozing.
::: plunked in on my treO:::
