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Jul. 22nd, 2003 10:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
htothehToday was exhausting. Not all of it was bad; in fact, the swimmy bit with Erica was quite a lot of fun, although I'm sure my car will never be the same again after being used as a changing room. Also, Circuit City was successfully visited, and the car was successfully gassed up.
And on a totally unrelated note: I named my car today! His name is Gus, although it may be short for something. I'm not sure yet.
Ahem. Back to your regularly scheduled programming, and all that.
No, the bad bits all involved driving. I missed Glenwood on my way to Erica's, so instead of being ten minutes early, as I thought I would be, I was about ten minutes late. Not that "late" really applied, but later than I was supposed to be there. Driving around Raleigh is very much not fun, especially when one has no idea where one is, how one got there, or how to get to places one can identify. But then there was the swimmy bit, and the Circuit City bit, and I felt better.
But then I tried to drive to piano. This was a very stupid move. I got directions from MapQuest, which seemed perfectly straight-forward. No. They weren't. Or at least, not straight-forward enough for my feeble mind to comprehend. I missed my exit off of 40, went two more before I was sure that I missed it, and ended up on Aviation Parkway. Don't ask me how I got there when I was aiming for Maynard. I pulled off and called Mom, who told me to take Chapel Hill Road to Cary Parkway, and thus to easily identifiable parts. As soon as I went back onto the road, however, I realized that I did, in fact, know where I was. I drove there yesterday when I took Dad to the airport. I knew exactly how to get home, and did so. And I didn't even take Chapel Hill Road. I took a certain amount of pleasure in this. The pleasure was somewhat nullified by my CD player dying, but hey.
The really funny part? Mom told me, when I called her the second time to ask her to call my teacher to tell him that I wouldn't be coming to my lesson, as it was 5:30 and my lesson was at 5:00, that Chapel Hill hits Maynard. The universe has a rotten sense of humor.
Nothing else bad happened, but I felt the need to go to Kroger's and buy comfort food anyway. Orange soda, Starbursts, and caramel Nestle Treasures... aahhhh, bliss...
And on a totally unrelated note: I named my car today! His name is Gus, although it may be short for something. I'm not sure yet.
Ahem. Back to your regularly scheduled programming, and all that.
No, the bad bits all involved driving. I missed Glenwood on my way to Erica's, so instead of being ten minutes early, as I thought I would be, I was about ten minutes late. Not that "late" really applied, but later than I was supposed to be there. Driving around Raleigh is very much not fun, especially when one has no idea where one is, how one got there, or how to get to places one can identify. But then there was the swimmy bit, and the Circuit City bit, and I felt better.
But then I tried to drive to piano. This was a very stupid move. I got directions from MapQuest, which seemed perfectly straight-forward. No. They weren't. Or at least, not straight-forward enough for my feeble mind to comprehend. I missed my exit off of 40, went two more before I was sure that I missed it, and ended up on Aviation Parkway. Don't ask me how I got there when I was aiming for Maynard. I pulled off and called Mom, who told me to take Chapel Hill Road to Cary Parkway, and thus to easily identifiable parts. As soon as I went back onto the road, however, I realized that I did, in fact, know where I was. I drove there yesterday when I took Dad to the airport. I knew exactly how to get home, and did so. And I didn't even take Chapel Hill Road. I took a certain amount of pleasure in this. The pleasure was somewhat nullified by my CD player dying, but hey.
The really funny part? Mom told me, when I called her the second time to ask her to call my teacher to tell him that I wouldn't be coming to my lesson, as it was 5:30 and my lesson was at 5:00, that Chapel Hill hits Maynard. The universe has a rotten sense of humor.
Nothing else bad happened, but I felt the need to go to Kroger's and buy comfort food anyway. Orange soda, Starbursts, and caramel Nestle Treasures... aahhhh, bliss...
