Traffic blocking

I was super pissed off this morning... let me tell you why.

So it is your typical wednesday morning, I credit myself for waking up early for an early morning gym class, and after completing a half hour of torturing-yourself-by-cycling class, I'm feeling pretty satisfied.

Then I got into my car, and drove to Venus Bay. For those who don't know, Venus Bay is a beach located roughly 2 hours away from Melbourne.

AND also what you don't know is that I lied. I DID drive for 2 hours but I was only in Melbourne, in fact, only 15 minutes away from my house! On my way from the gym to work, I waited and crawled in line in traffic for two hours! At the Burke Rd roundabout, two dumb cop cars blocked off a one-way entry into the road and you guessed it, we had traffic the size of godzilla. Apparently some car cozied up around a pole. Another hoon driving a car too powerful for him to handle? Or perhaps a hoon who thinks he's topshit rally car driver, swirving in and out of lanes?

I absolutely hate drivers that are slow. If your eyesight is failing you, go get a nice decent pair of glasses and a Metcard. Melbourne is swarming with public transport, that maybe a good place to start. Don't drive in the right lane because there are other people, believe it or not, that are on the road too and are desperate to get somewhere.

I hate drivers who take their own sweet time making a turn. I have only one question for you people, "are you going to turn or not?" Make up your mind cos I sure as hell will make it for you. Do you need to slow down 10 meters before the damn turn, will the turn be more better that way? If you're making a turn, you signal and then when you get to your destination, guess what, you turn! You don't have to think about angles, aerodynamics, exact positioning, or global warming... its just a twist of the wrist and vua~la...

I loathe drivers that think that their car is topnotch. I don't mean rich people who have luxury cars, because yeah... you can brag as much as you want. I'm talking about people who drive shitbox cars, rice it up (add as many modifications as they can possibly fit/or afford) and drive like they own the road. Tailgating, sudden lane changing, close overtaking, no signalling and speeding... these people are the pimples of society. They are NOT wanted and when we do see one, we wanna reach out and destroy the damn thing, then hopefully put some toothpaste on it and hope it never resurfaces again.

Well in the end, I arrived at work an hour late, trying to look as out-of-breath as possible. You know, the whole "omg I'm late, I'm so sorry but I practically ran to work... god! its not my fault." Yeh... you all know the routine.

My mood is gradually getting better though. I recieved a sms a while ago from Mr V, whom I am meeting up for a nice quickie.... dinner, that is. We've decided on Burritos but we think with our stomachs so often, we never end up eating what we previously discussed. Maybe if he cooks me a dinner worthy enough, I might have to repay him for his kindness... on my knees.

Here's something that I haven't posted for a while:

The "What-have-I-eaten-today" list:
- Chicken ham sandwich
- 3x Chocolate Wafers
- 1x Extra large bowl of Oats with Bovril to taste
- Half a packet of Arnott's Country Cheese Biscuits
- Burritos (future food)

Thats all I have to say today...

STAY AWESOME