*sigh*
Nearly an hour to go 18 fuckin' miles. Yeah.
...while I was creeping along, though, some anus in the Cadillac version of the Chevy Avalanche goes sailing past on the shoulder, his hazards going. I rolled my eyes at the stunning display of douchebaggery. "Oh, look at Mr. Fucking President, there," I said.
Crawl, crawl, crawl...twenty minutes later and a bit north of the second toll plaza I drive through, there he was, pulled over by a cop. Justice.
You don't often see it, but when you do, it's satisfying.
It proceeded to rain on and off, heavily, all day. When I left work the sun was peeking through the clouds, but it's so damned humid outside that it's actually foggy. It looks really pretty, but I don't like what this level of humidity portends for weather later this evening.
Anyway, I suppose it's all the same, anyway. *sigh*
