So on the way home from the pound, two different people tried very hard to kill me.

First one, I was turning left on a left hand turn arrow, and happened to think, "hey, that car approaching the stop light from the left doesn't look like he is actually going to stop, even though he has the red light. Maybe I should not turn quite yet." The car behind me honked at me, as the guy on the left blew through the intersection.

But then it turns out I only thought it was scary. What's really scary? Being in the right lane, about 10 or 15 feet from an intersection and having someone who is in the center lane and maybe 5 or 10 feet from the intersection decide he is going to turn right at the intersection.

I still can't believe I managed to stop in time, and the only reason I did is he actually saw me after he started turning and swerved so he was going straight instead of turning.

I am still shaking, and I think I may never leave the house again.

Timelies all!

Dammit. I found out that someone I know from the filk community died yesterday. He was recovering from surgery following an accident.

Jeesh, Perkins. Good reflexes on your part.

Yikes, Perkins! So scary.

People should stop dying and nearly dying.

No killing Perkins!

I'm sorry about your friend, Sheryl.

So sorry, Sheryl.

I'm down to about 10 boxes, all stuff that requires hanging on walls, and I haven't made decisions about that yet. msbelle and mac were a great help, especially in providing suggestions and just coaxing me along.

Stay safe people!

Congrats sara! I still haven't hung anything yet, despite being home almost all week, I just haven't had the energy.

Question:
a girl whom I met briefly...
or
a girl who I met briefly...?

I think I have a sinus infection. I'm trying to decide whether to make an appointment with a doctor, or just go to urgent care tomorrow. I'm learning toward urgent care, if only because I'd like some antibiotics nao, kthnx.

Whom. My test is to rephrase: I met *her* briefly.