TFI Friday

Some of you (in the UK) may remember this lovely TV show, hosted by the very ginger Chris Evans and if I remember correctly, Billie Piper? Perhaps that last bit was made up.

Anyway, today I'm using it in it's non-TV related sense. i.e. Thank Fuck It's Friday. I've had a busy old week, and events yesterday just made it seem a hell of a lot worse. Notably, I had a little accident with a pillar in the car park, and now my lovely little Jayden has a big dent and a lot of white paint down his left hand side. I put a bandaid on him though, so he'll be right until I can get onto the insurance people etc etc etc.

BUT I am not going to let this little ordeal, or the fact that I have two meetings on a Friday - one of which is scheduled for 4pm this afternoon - ruin my day. I'm going to have a fantastic day, so fantastic that everyone in the universe will be incredibly jealous of it, and will eternally ask of me: "Bazza, how on earth did you manage to have such an amazing day? That was truly incredible, I could feel the happiness ebbing out of you and touching the hearts of all whom you gazed upon."

Oh! And, I found a pair of trousers that never fit me, and I'm wearing them today! They're even a little baggy on me! Yay!!

So yes, fucking annoying little incidents aside, I'm in a brilliant mood. Once I've had my coffee I'll be in a state of mind to show this mood physically and emotionally, and not just via the written word. (The perma-scowl on my face will disappear when the effects of the caffeine sink in.)

Interlude

I will be completing my Reading List next week. Until then, I will attempt to amuse with the following anecdote:

It is one day after pay day, and I'm almost broke! HAAAAAAA ha

That'll be the $1000 that I had to pay on to my credit card. I hate credit cards. But I love them... so confusing. So anyway, outside of work my life is currently filled with numerous episodes of pure craving. That is, the 12 week challenge is going well and I am still existing on carrot sticks and protein shakes. This morning, I have had the following cravings:

• Pie - of any variety. It's the pastry I really want, but will hoe down on any form of content.
• Donuts. This is a regular morning craving for me, but it gets stronger and stronger every day now. I wonder where it will stop?
• Small chocolate easter bunny in gold wrapping. I can't explain the wrapping, but I think I might like the taste of it.
• Grande Skinny Latte from Starbucks. I have succumbed to this one, as I'm allowed two a week.

So, that's my morning, and that's your interlude. For those of you who haven't left your reading suggestions, I *tut* in your general direction and shake my head with disapproval. You've got one week to regain my respect.

Road Rage

As my close friends will be aware, I suffer quite badly from road rage - especially if someone is tailgating me, or if someone cuts me up. They are the worst culprits. However, this morning I experienced the other side of said affliction.

I was a victim of road rage - but not in the reactive sense of the word. I caused someone else to have road rage.

I was driving along minding my own business, when the sign said that the left lane would end - I had a suspicion it might do so, but I still chose to start in the left lane. My first error. Man in clapped out red Ford let the guy in front of me in, so I assumed that as he was positioned behind me, I should be let in as well. But no - as I merged, he sped up, and my bum narrowly missed his left headlight. Beeping ensued - from him - as well as some rather vicious pointing, tailgating and swearing, all of which I observed in my rear view mirror.

But did I retaliate? No. Did I even get upset? Only a little, and it was only in the 'he's picking on me and I'm a big girl' kind of way. I calmly carried on driving, and ignored him. **I applaud myself**

But my restraint didn't stop there - oh no... He later caught me up, and overtook me on a very dangerous part of the road, and pointed and yelled some more. And I ignored him again! Yay me!!

I'm thinking all of this was possible because I hadn't yet had my morning coffee. So, in future, I shall make a concerted effort to only drive into work when I'm slightly tired and lacking caffeine.