I swear, I could write a whole book on how bad the driving is in this city. I was pulling out of our local grocery store parking lot, when a gentleman decides to turn in front of me to pull into a popular franchise restaurant. I am about to proceed down the road, when another driver decides to dart out in front of me from the left parking lot to go over into the same restaurant. For one people, IT’S NOT GOING ANYWHERE! You can wait till the person passes by to get over to your precious restaurant. It’s not like it’s going to vanish into thin air in less than five seconds! You want to know the really sad part, I’m a writer and couldn’t make this shit up if I tried. If you are that hungry, then you should’ve ate breakfast or lunch, whichever one they eat.
Okay, enough about the crazies on the road. My story is going slow again. I just need to get my butt in gear and get it written. I need an office. I can go in there close the door and write away. I don’t drink that much, but tonight looks like a Fuzzy Navel night. Have some drink and write. Sounds like my kind of night. Well, I think I’m going to cut this blog short tonight and go fix my drink. Good thing I don’t have to get up early in the morning, so I can stay up late writing if I need too.
Enjoy the rest of your night! Thanks for reading!
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