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I decided to be a good sport and move my car which was parked right in front of the storm drain in front of our house this morning. A large, pond-sized puddle had already formed from the melting snow, and since we're in the middle of the street, It had all gathered in front of our house. So I'm groggy, almost late for school, and inch my way out to the drivers' side of the car (it was SLIPPERY! A lot of ice still remained, as well as smaller, yet deep puddles). I'm already dressed for school. I have my bag, lunch, bottle of huge water with me. I'm turning the key in the lock when I hear a car approaching, and not thinking, I just leaned towards my car, since it sounded like he was very close. You guessed it. Booger didn't slow down enough, and ended up splashing me with fucking storm water, from my ankles, up to the mid back. I think my mouth half opened as I slowly turned towards his 4-door grey honda civic and screamed, "Fucking Asshole!!" at his car. "Fuck!" I dumped my things inside the car and, grumbling, dumped snow off my car, windshield, and windows. What a fucker! It was not the way to start the day.
This afternoon, in my first three-hour lecture of "Applied Law" class, my eyes probably indicated that I was "not quite there" to my instructor. I looked up, dazed, to lock eyes with him, while he continued to talk, saying "They can say anything! He can say to you [looks at me] 'You're useless! You SLUT!'" The class broke into titters, I raised my eyebrows. He gets carried away, I guess. It was to point out that the judges in the supreme courts and inferior courts can say anything they want, without being sued...of course, media frenzy would likely ensue, and the judge may be forced to resign, etc. It was not a way to end the day. Totally didn't expect it. But I'm at home now. Quite enjoying the Lara Craft boards. Help, I'm addicted! Nevermind that...must..finish..mitten...
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