For two months we have been planning a long weekend in Maryland this coming weekend. It's our sixth anniversary; we planed on taking our two young (3 and 1) daughters to see their older brother in college outside of Baltimore. Now this nut-case is once again indicating that he will target children. Therefore, we are staying away. I hadn't been that fearful about going but now that we are not, I do feel a sense of relief. I hope this creep doesn't die in a hailstorm of bullets. I went him to go to prison and be someone's b!+ch for the rest of his natural life.
Well I'm heading to Richmond, Virginia on business in the morning. I ain't scurrd. Sniperman can lick my sweaty stones.
Both my wife and my mother-in-law had worrisome feelings about our daughter who just celebrated her first birthday on October 15. Eery! That made our decision easier.
Drivers traveling through on the freeway are picking up all their supplies before they hit the Metro area, driving straight thru, and the stopping one state later. Normally I would laught at them, but screw it, I'd do it too. Pee in the bottle if you must. I'm headed to Chicago today. So once again I get a few days away from the creep. And I'm glad about that. If you have a choice, stay away from here. That means Steve Francis too...
Yeah, when I have to go out in public I walk like a spaz - move diagonally, sway from side to side, hunch over, lower my head - until I get inside. When I had to fill up my car on Sunday, I wanted to jump out of my car, start the pump, and then jump back in, but the stupid machine wouldn't read my credit card. After the 3rd time I'm starting to spaz out. I start cursing and jamming the card in the slot until it finally goes through. Then I started the pump as quick as I could and cowered down in the front seat of my car. You kind of feel like an idiot having to do that, but it's the smart thing to do.
