all the reason you need to praise God every time you flush...
so, recently i've been struck by the number of people who don't understand the way i (and some other people with lead feet) drive. i keep hearing people kind of sneer at traffic lights when they pull up next to a car that zoomed past them three blocks ago and saying, 'see? didn't get you any farther, did it? heh!' that seems to imply that people who drive like i tend to (or some who're downright obnoxiously zippy) want to get ahead of slower drivers b/c we think it will get us somewhere faster. for me, that's generally untrue. (every now and then when i'm late somewhere, i do use speed as an agent of, well, speed...) for the most part, i want to get around people so that i can have the freedom to go as fast or as slow as i want. i get just as antsy when someone obviously going much faster than i am crawls up my car's behind. let me move outta your way so i can go back to setting my own pace, which is slower than yours. my intention is never to bully people out of the way, even when people are cruising in the passing lane (ARGH!). and it's not b/c i think me passing them will get me to the next red light any faster. it's about the freedom. driving should be an enjoyable experience, and i enjoy it most of all when i feel able to go at a self-set (and speed limit sign guidance set) pace.
p.s. today on 495 there was a cop who just kept driving with everyone (with only one person as far as the eye could see doing anything under 70). i can't tell if that scares me or reassures me.
i had something else to say. really, i did. it's just not coming to me at all. so maybe later. i've gotta get to class so i can read a bit before the prof shows up.
going to fla on fri, so i may be incommunicado-ish.
