I drove in today. My get up 'n go must've got up and went... Driving in is so unrewarding, though. I find myself getting impatient behind the wheel and I'm becoming a revenge seeker. Yesterday, I drove to the bank the next town over and I came up to a intersection where the left lane is for left turns, the middle is to go straight, and the right is for right turns. Some guy in a dented Toyota from Nineteen-ninety-what's-her-name scooted in front of me and proceeded to travel the same route I was going, which was a popular shortcut. The bank is in a supermarket, and I had to use the ATM to get money for my annual car inspection. On my way out, I saw the car parked and I nonchalantly put a shopping cart behind it. I then walked at a brisk pace to my car and went on my merrily way. My God, I'm becoming a spiteful cager!