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So this morning I'm pulling into the parking lot at the train station, at least 5 minutes before the train is supposed to leave (woo! perhaps it's a new trend! I could make the train *every* day!) and this guy in a Lexus SUV cuts both me and the guy in the sports car who up until a second before that had been directly in front of me (we were both turning in different directions, and the SUV guy was totally being stupid, I mean, NO ONE drives that fast across the tracks in that area (I drive fast generally, and wouldn't even consider it, for instance)). A 3 car accident was barely averted, in other words.

Was I angry? No. Kind of amused actually (probably adrenalized relief?), and the first thing I thought was what I would say to him if I parked next to him... "So should I call you Mr. Dumbass or Mr. Dumas?"

ps. I was also wishing that I somehow could get a car that was normal length but narrow, so I could fit into some of the parking spots there. I don't know who painted the lines at the lot, but they should be smacked upside the head.

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Last night I had a dream. I'm not going to really go into much detail, but it involved me on a motorcycle going to a HUUUUUGE movie theater where I could see anything I wanted. Wish fulfillment much?