Road Irritation

First of all, my road rage isn't really road rage because it fits perfectly with my personality to be that way while I drive. In fact, if I was less annoyed on the road, people might think I was on Valium or Ritalin or something. And it's not really 'rage', it's just annoyance and irritation.

Today I went with Ben to Ann Arbor. I really enjoyed being there again and I got some things done. But I didn't get to go to the Arb with Ben. He didn't seem too enthused about it and so I didn't make him. I got to see Jaye P before she left and I bought a shirt. On the way back, we stopped in Bay City (Ben wanted to play DDR) and spent some time (and money) there.

Lyne, being the wonderful person that she is, gave me a Pride & Prejudice poster with Mr. Darcy in the mists. Ahh, I like it.

So my mother annoys me. She wants me to clean up my stuff. Fine, I will. And I am in the process of doing that. But there is 10 months worth of stuff built up and so it takes some time. All I asked was that she not touch, move, or mess with anything until everything was in its place. She agreed, and yet I come home to find a huge screwed up pile of my stuff in place of the organized mess that had been there before. Arg. I am annoyed.

The line for POTC:2 was huge. Ross and I plan to see it Wednesday.

I had much more to say, but now I can't think of it. Oh well... until we meet again...