driving home toady was quite a story. i was going down del amo as i usually do, and at an intersection, i had to wait for this poor guy. the signal was green, and the cars were backed up. some guy had dropped a notebook and all his papers were scattered around on the street. maybe his girlfriend dumped him, and then threw him and his notebook out the car window, but whatever happened, i felt awful imagining what i would feel if i had to go around picking up all the papers. then a few streets further down, i saw one small pickup with the back filled with probably a dozen mattresses. i would have counted, but it turned to corner. but there really were twelve all roped together. so anyways, that made me think of the princess and the pea.
As you can probably tell, nothing momentous has been happening lately, so i decided to write about my drive home:)
have a great weekend!
