Late is…
March 13th, 2008 jmeei… rolling myself off the bed thus being forced to WAKE UP DAMNIT to ensure it’s my feet that hits the floor, not my head.
… having my toothpaste AND contact lense solution run out at the same bloody time?!
… when there’s less than sufficient time for me to literally just wash my face, pop on my contacts, brush my teeth, throw on something decent and go (sorry hair).
… having my car keys play hide-and-seek with me; once I find it under the table (???), the house keys (which was in my hand, digging into my flesh a second ago) disappears…
… tripping over nonexistent shoe laces while running to the car (I’m wearing Crocs for goodness’ sake @#$)
… driving right behind a trailer which happily cruises along at 40kmph for almost the entire journey- and cutting it is not an option if I want the car to remain intact.
… getting stuck in a jam because people find it fun to re-tar one of the two opposite lanes at 9am (office rush), causing traffic on both sides to merge into one. stupid. tiny. lane.
… ARGH *&#)$%^&$%^
Bloody Murphy’s Law. Hope your day was better…