at least one guy is going to have a really crappy monday

and that guy would be the one who was driving in dc on his merrily way and then: BAM hits a kid running across the street. luckily, the boy only had a scraped up face and a bloody nose, but everyone else didn't fare so well. the mom was freaking out and crying and screaming; the driver was distressed, looking pale and ready to vomit; and the police officer was thoroughly frustrated since the parents spoke zero english and couldn't explain what happened and didn't understand that they needed to show some sort of ID (whether they had it or not, who knows). meanwhile, the child was smiling and jumping up and down, apparently amused by his own resilience. oh kids.

i love my commute to work.

also, i'm attempting to keep up w/ my other blog (the one that allows me an outlet for my materialism). since my workload seems to be increasing exponentially, the resurgence of a third blog makes perfect sense.