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i had a lot of thoughts on the way to work today and i'm gonna list them here so that later, when i forget, i can remember and write about them: a) speed guilt
b) the posse
c) daddy and the dea
d) trip to morocco, no, new mexico, no, chula vista, no, san francisco okay, let me use this space to get out my Speed Guilt. see, i don't know if this term applies to anyone else, but i am a speeder. it's in my nature. i go 70 in a 45, 85 in a 55, and don't do it on purpose. i just look down at the gauge and there it is... once, it was 90 in a 45 and i slammed on brakes cause that's not what i need right now! but, i want to be one of those people who can go the speed limit, or who can delicately surpass it without going out of control. i'm out of control. that's definite. it's better when The Chunk is in the car with me. then i can only moderately speed... maybe 55 in a 45. that's good. but, the guilt comes in when i'm speeding. it's like i think there's Speeding Karma, which means, if i go way too fast on this road, i'll only go moderately too fast on the next one to make up for it. or, if yesterday i was out of control the whole way home from work, i'll do my damdest to get within limits on my way in. does anyone else have this problem, or is it just me? i'd like to either have no guilt about it, or not do it, but this anxiety (and that's what it really is) about i guess getting caught is not cool and its not really my personality. i don't have road rage or anything. now, i will say that there are people on the road who SHOULD NOT BE. they can't drive, they brake when they don't need to, they speed up when you try to pass them, they drive in the left lane, etc. but, that's not road rage, i just have common sense... okay, this entry let's y'all know that i spend way too much time in the car. but, i'm okay with that. i can admit it. my car is my second home.... i just wish i didn't have so much guilt about it (and i'm not even catholic!).
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this is today's entry
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reading: White Teeth
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