Destressified!

I can't believe how destressified I am feeling right now! I may have completely fucked up my grad school application but at the moment I'm just so relieved to have it out of the way that I don't care anymore! Yay for the not caring! Woo hoo! And I might have finished the painting that I've been working on last night. I say might have because I have a tendency to sleep on it (not literally of course because that wouldn't really be comfy and certainly not so good for the canvas) and then go back and see new things what need doing that I didn't see before. But still, it's fantastic to be painting at all so colour me stoked. Do you think I've been watching too many 80s romantic dramadies? I'm starting to like totally sound like a high school girl from the 80s. Again with the woo hoo! But this time a sardonic (no senor, that has nothing to do with sardines), self-mocking woo hoo. Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! I'm so destressified that yesterday afternoon when some douche bag was trying to give me the road rage I declined! I simply waved and drove away. And then I gave her the finger but that was more out of a sense of obligation than anything else.

I was in the traffic (okay, it's Victoria so it's not really traffic in the Tokyo, Toronto or even Vancouver sense of the word but the people get pissy nonetheless) and I was driving along (and by driving I mean crawling at a pace that even a small child actually crawling could've easily matched) and the light about a block up was turning orange so I obviously wasn't going to get through. So I decided to stop and let through at least one person in the long line of people trying to turn left across traffic (not at a light) because people here apparently drive with their heads up their asses and refuse to let people get through even if they're not actually going anywhere themselves. It's great. Yep. So there I was, stopping with my bad self, about 2 car lengths away from the car stopped ahead of me. And this scrag pulls up behind me. And starts honking. To which I responded with a cheery wave (this is a good technique for enraging people who are obviously highly strung and over caffeinated) which resulted in a renewed frenzy of honking. And of course the dumbass who I was trying to let through was too much of a chicken shit to take to opportunity because the other lane of traffic, while moving slowly, was not yet at a complete halt. This is how things work people, when someone gives you an opportunity of this nature, you pull forward and nose your way in so that the other lane will actually stop. Like, duh. So anyway, I gave up on him. But as I was starting to pull forward the scrag behind me pulled into the other lane, drove the approximate 2 car lengths that she could actually get ahead of me(yep, red light now) and rolled down her window to yell at me as I drove by. After the light changed. Because the light was still red. This is how long the whole incident took. From yellow light to green light. And then as I passed her (because pass her I did indeed - nice time gaining play there lady) she proceeded to yell out her window (don't know what, I was singing along to my music at that point) so I waved (which made her turn this really prety shade of purple) flipped her the bird and made with the driving. As far as I know the jackass trying to cross traffic may still be there. Waiting for the perfect moment.