Second. I am exhausted. I've been busy with work, and my internship, and schoolwork. It's a lot and I have gotten a little delirious in the process. My bad.
Anyway. For grad school, I have to log about 15 hours a week at an internship. My internship is about twenty minutes from my house, but since I have to drive smack through the middle of worcester at 7:30am three days a week, I ALWAYS get stuck in traffic. ALWAYS. If you know me well, then you know that I get bored easily and I have trouble sitting still for long periods of time. Obviously, this is a problem when I am stuck in the car for long periods of time in bumper to bumper traffic.
To ensure that I stay amused during my morning commute, I have invented a game. (You are probably thinking "Oh, No". Your musings are justified.) I have invented the game "Traffic Racing". I pick a car in one of the lanes on either side of me, I for some reason always get stuck in the middle lane, and I try to race them to where the traffic lessons. I keep track of them, and try to stay ahead of them. I smack talk the other car, and I taunt it. I get maniacal pleasure when I end up in front of them. I judge them if they "sell out" and move over to the fast lane if they weren't always there, usually with something along the lines of "Oh! I see you couldn't take the heat, that's right get out of the kitchen. I will still beat you!" If I eventually pull ahead and beat the car, after many trials of moving ahead and then falling behind, it is usually accompanied by "Slow and Steady wins the race, SUCKER!" *insert evil laugh here* I have two rules, obviously I have to continue driving safely, and I can't let the other driver in on the secret that I'm trying to race them. "Oh, so you don't want the competition" you might be thinking. No, I just don't want the other people on the highway to realize they have an insane girl sitting in the car next to them. Of course, sometimes my competitive side takes over, and I get a little animated, but I try not to cause a big scene. I drive past enough accidents on my way in as it is, I don't want to cause another one.
So there you have it. I am a grad student. I am exhausted. I have decided that pretend racing in traffic is the best use of my time on my way to my internship, and I might be insane.
If you see some crazed blonde in a black car on the highway pretending she is racing you. It's totally not me....heh
