this post will span me the next 4 hours that i am at work. i have been at work for almost 6 (?) hours and seething through my soul and skin is the absolute disgust i have for this post pardum puberty bull shit and anyone clutching onto their washington state drivers license.
the reason why this post will span the next 4 hours is because i break my hour lunch into random segments. during those segments i check the market (which last time i checked it was tanking again 300 points), gossip, real news and corral some junk food (which mind you has been straight murder death killing my stomach). maybe just maybe i will go to the bathroom or walk the property.
anyways, i am going to go back to working on my accounts payable since i won’t be in my office tomorrow. as i will be shlepping downtown again.
[this break has been brought to you by: your common sense, because if you don't use it, people like me will exploite your stupidity, which is known to run rampid in non-common sense using situations]
i hate when food makes me calm again. now i need to muster up my anger… agh.
okay, so to get from kent to tukwila in the morning there is various ways i could take. normally i would take this route:
kent-kangley to 116th to 256th to benson to james to west valley highway to 180th to andover park west.
during this seemingly ridicuouls drive off “the hill” i have to dodge the fleet of buses coming out of the bus barn at kent-meridian and various metro routes. not to mention the occasional jaywalker. anyways, my point about this whole trip is the james to west valley portion. south king county drivers, i fuck you not. i am NOT playing when it comes to this area. it is bad enough i need to ream a new one to sound mother fucking transit for putting down those train cross signs for 5-7 extra minutes when the sounder is loading passengers. why do i need to wait why they are boarding?!? unless another train is coming, please, i beg of you LET. ME. GET. TO. FUCKING. WORK. with all that unnecessary waiting i could have made it down to west valley highway and spead down that lovely new paved stretch of heaven.
speaking of that lovely new paved stretch of heaven…
headed north on west valley means that at the corner (after the dinosaur rocks place or whatever it is called) it goes from 30 to 50. if you are me, at the intersection of james and west valley that means it is 50. whatever floats your boat, but mother fuck.
one week later….
i originally wrote that on 10/22. i was pissed off, a lease document was taking it’s snails ass of a pace to chicago, i was in the midst of completing 2 budget binders…
…now it’s 10/29. all my worries have been resolved and now i am in the midst of completing 6 budget binders.
i am no longer mad, but about to get lunch with my bossy boss.
a calm shannon should spark fear in your hearts, because you know someshit is about to go down.
