Wednesday, July 09, 2003
at 10:51 AMTweedle Dum
The weather, being stinky-hot yet again, forbids me to swim. Well, I could still swim, but it is too bright. Instead this morning I paced around my lair, listening to one of my Yes CDs (which made me feel airy because Jon Anderson has such an effeminate singing voice).
I drove Chris to the grocery store. The excursion (an utter nightmare from my perspective), first started going downhill as I attempted to back out of the driveway. I killed the car four times before Chris kindly pointed out that my right foot was hitting the brake rather than the gas. At the first signal (a busy intersection) out of the neighborhood, I killed the car again twice before starting. But I am proud to declare I did not run anyone in the parking lot over.
