- Feb 8, 2000
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Must vent before I explode…..
I don't think it's physically possible for a fast paced person, used to a faced paced life style to become accustomed to a slow paced place. At least I can’t.
Everything around here is sooo freaking slow, sometimes I feel like I’m about to loose my mind! Although, that could be due to the fact that I’m wound pretty tight.
It seems like everything takes twice as long. The line at the grocery store, the line at the bank…. everybody’s gotta yak, yak, yak….. “so I have this hernia surgery scheduled on Friday…. blah, blah, blah…”
Thank god I don’t have a car right now and don’t drive much because when I do, I need a cigarette just to settle down! The speed limits are lower here and these people have some crazy whacked out notion they are suppose to obey them or travel at speeds far below them! What the heck is that all about?! :p Maybe they’re not familiar with that little pedal on the right called the ‘accelerator’!
Even the so-called “fast food” joints take forever. I have never spent so much time in line at a McDonald’s or Taco Bell in my life!
I think I’m aging twice as fast here and all my time seems to be wasted away standing in line behind some geriatric old crone who feels compelled to share the trials and tribulations of their corns!
It’s too bad Costco doesn’t sell valium in bulk because at this rate I’m going to need to start popping a couple every morning just to get through the day!
Oh how I long to be sailing down the freeway at 90mph on my way to San Diego and still get passed….. in a moment of weakness pull into the drive through at McDonald’s and be greeted by someone with all their teeth, who cares if they don’t speak English, they’ve got my freaking bag of food waiting at the next damn window before I even get there….. get in and out of the health food store with my organically grown veggies and a box of boca burgers in under 10 minutes!
The only thing I do slower out here is ride my dirtbike!
I don't think it's physically possible for a fast paced person, used to a faced paced life style to become accustomed to a slow paced place. At least I can’t.
Everything around here is sooo freaking slow, sometimes I feel like I’m about to loose my mind! Although, that could be due to the fact that I’m wound pretty tight.
It seems like everything takes twice as long. The line at the grocery store, the line at the bank…. everybody’s gotta yak, yak, yak….. “so I have this hernia surgery scheduled on Friday…. blah, blah, blah…”
Thank god I don’t have a car right now and don’t drive much because when I do, I need a cigarette just to settle down! The speed limits are lower here and these people have some crazy whacked out notion they are suppose to obey them or travel at speeds far below them! What the heck is that all about?! :p Maybe they’re not familiar with that little pedal on the right called the ‘accelerator’!
Even the so-called “fast food” joints take forever. I have never spent so much time in line at a McDonald’s or Taco Bell in my life!
I think I’m aging twice as fast here and all my time seems to be wasted away standing in line behind some geriatric old crone who feels compelled to share the trials and tribulations of their corns!
It’s too bad Costco doesn’t sell valium in bulk because at this rate I’m going to need to start popping a couple every morning just to get through the day!
Oh how I long to be sailing down the freeway at 90mph on my way to San Diego and still get passed….. in a moment of weakness pull into the drive through at McDonald’s and be greeted by someone with all their teeth, who cares if they don’t speak English, they’ve got my freaking bag of food waiting at the next damn window before I even get there….. get in and out of the health food store with my organically grown veggies and a box of boca burgers in under 10 minutes!
The only thing I do slower out here is ride my dirtbike!