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Tuesday, August 09, 2005
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I haven't felt much like blogging. Nothing is going on worth blogging about. Just lots of work (I was actually so bored with all the link-updating I was doing at work today that I almost fell asleep at my desk). And lots of getting things done. Little things- dropping off stuff at the financial aid office, returning library books, planning my upcoming presentation, and checking my email for prelim results a million times a day- things like that. Jo thinks that I should at least tell you a traffic story. Last night we were stuck in like 5 minutes worth of traffic in the mess of construction on E. Washington. The guy next to us was complaining loudly on his cell phone about how terrible the traffic was. We started talking about bad traffic experiences and Jo thought that mine pretty much would win any bad-traffic-experience-competition. Here goes. I was coming back from visiting Jony in New Jersey. The bookstore I worked at was having yearly inventory that night and I was expected to be there at 9pm, ready to oversee the counting of every cd in the music department. Jony lived right near the Outer Bridge Crossing, and usually that would be the fastest way to go home. Usually the trip would talk about 1-1.5 hours. I left around 3pm. I was driving my old 1983 green volvo station wagon (may she rest in peace). She overheated only when sitting and idling- if the car was in motion than she was fine as the breeze cooled down the engine. It was muggy and in the 90s out which didn't help, but what can I say, the car was old. The traffic going to the Outer Bridge Crossing was insanely backed up, so I decided to try the George Washington Bridge. Perhaps this was a bad choice. After sitting in traffic on the Garden State for well over an hour (turning the car on and off so it wouldn't overheat), I finally was able get to the GW. I chose the lower level. Also probably a bad choice. I inched along the lower level for literally 3 hours. I wish I was joking about that but I'm not. Not only was my car overheating, but it was so hot if I didn't keep the windows down I would die of the heat. Then we had thundershowers. Hot summer rain- not the kind that cools anything off. Yucky, hot, dirty water poored from the upper level of the bridge onto all of us on the lower level. We're talking really gross. And I had to use the bathroom so badly I thought I was going to die. And I had no food or water with me so I was starving. I had a cell phone so I was able to call work and explain that it was 7pm and I was still sitting on the GW and most likely wouldn't make inventory. They were totally not pleased. I think I got in around 11pm. Yup- 8 hours from NJ to LI. No one in Madison can really ever complain about traffic.

posted by knit wit | 8/09/2005 05:17:00 PM

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