1. People who honk at me for not moving the very instant the light turns green.

2. People who buy little cheap-ass cars like Neons or Cavaliers or Escorts and get them all souped up and tricked out. You know, tinted windows. Spoilers. Crazy chrome mufflers. Those big decals that boldly proclaim the make of the car (CHEVROLET!)

What is that?

3. That Christian pop song that is on the mainstream pop stations. I can only imagine…. Blech. It’s not even a good Christain pop song.

Things that tweaked me in general, though not in my car:

1. An IM from…A. Ack! Flee! Flee! He says hello, informs me that he’s back in town, asks how I’m doing, then abrubtly says “well, I have to go get ready for a date.”

Am I supposed to care? And what can I say at this point…Oh yeah? Well, me too!

2. The super dramatic NBC promo guy. You know the one I’m talking about.

Y’know, I thought there was more…

Radio suicide

This is kind of old, but I never got around to posting it. While in my car, on my way to meet Date for our second date, the radio tried to make me want to kill myself. Obviously, it didn’t succeed. 😉

As I searched the stations for a song that didn’t suck, this is what I found:

something by Rush (assboy was a huge Rush fan)
Jeremy (and you remember that story, right? Jeremy spoke in class today?)
Don’t Speak (Gwen Sefani’s pitiful brokenhearted lament)
In Too Deep
How Do I Live?

Why, radio, why? Why must you taunt me so? But I think that the important thing here is that the universe did not succeed in bringing me down. It just got on my nerves a little. 🙂