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Tuesday, September 20, 2005

man, i was riding my bike home from work yesterday and as i cruised though a crosswalk this car like accelerated and braked like, no shit 6 inches from my leg. I was looking down at his bumper, watching it get closer and closer to me befor finally stopping. It was really scary. I could see myself getting tapped and falling down into the street.
He wasn't going fast enough to really hurt me. Not badly but i would have fallen and at 31 falling isn't the same as when your a kid. It sucks way bad. Then, dig this the driver told me to watch where i was going. I was in the CROSSWALK. So i called him an asshole. He called me one back and by this point i was really ENRAGED! serious i was so fucking mad. I told him to get out of his car cause i was going to kick his ass, at this point cooler heads prevailed and his wife or girlfriend, or even sister, i guess told him to calm down and they both drove off. Not before flipping me off though. What a douche.
Lately I've been having like, premonitions about getting sqooosh by a car. I hope that this was what i'd been fearing. What i mean is that i hope this was it, what i was fearing and that there isn't another collision in my future. That'd suck balls.



please dont get squished by car.
i made you a livejournal.
i cant add you until you like finish up that confirmation shit though. i know, i'm the raddest.  


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