Road Rage

So this “morning” during my commute to work (morning being relative), before I’ve even gotten 20 feet out of the driveway of my apartment complex, I signal to turn right at the next intersection, and as I turn, the guy who’s turning left in the lane in front of me flips me off and screams something at me I can’t hear.
I assume it’s because he assumes I didn’t signal, because my blinker in the front right doesn’t work, and I just made him lost five whole seconds of his life because he could have turned earlier if he had seen me signal.
Is this really a reason to yell at someone and flip them off? It’s totally out of my control. I consider myself to be an above average driver, especially on the freeway, but how does it bode when, first thing in the day, a random guy yells at you for no reason of your own?
*sigh* Wednesdays.

Thunderbirds 2086

Well, I watched the Thunderbirds 2086 tape. The contents of the tape weren’t the same as what was on the box, but surprisingly, it was the other two episodes I hadn’t seen.
Unfortunately, they were two of the earlier episodes, so the voice acting was terrible and the editing felt very clunky. *sigh* That’s another of my childhood memories tarnished by the harsh light of reality.
Now I’m gonna watch my Clerks Animated Show DVD for some real quality animation. 😛

Money can buy happiness

So I got the goods from an Ebay auction I won… a Thunderbirds 2086 tape. I paid a whole $10 for this thing completely on faith that it would be something useful. (For those of you who don’t know, TB2086 was a Japanese Animation show brought over to the US and broadcast on cable TV in the early 80’s) Not only is it not a PAL tape (which means I can actually watch it on my VCR) it’s two episodes that I haven’t seen yet! Keep in mind I’ve seen almost all of the episodes (there’s now just one I will haven’t have seen after I watch this tape tonight)… and I used to have them all on tape until I lost one of the two tapes!
So now I’m down to six episodes… 4 recorded from tv, and the two I have now.
Dammit, if only I hadn’t left that tape back at the old house… my housemates probably have recorded over it by now…

The end of the first day

I certainly picked a weird day to start this thing. I’ve been spending the last few weeks in a nostalgic haze, reminiscing about High School and all that, but now I’ve been focusing the same feelings on the present.
All the good ones are taken, damaged, or live 3000 miles away. Dammit.

I think I’m starting to get sick at the sight of the phrase “happily taken”. As in; every cute girl I meet is… happily taken.

And so it begins

Maybe I’ll end up using this more, maybe not at all.
If this journal ends up being the story of my life, then it’s picking up right in the middle of the story when things are so complicated it would take months to explain it all…