You know that scene in Clueless where Dionne is driving and she accidentally ends up in on the freeway and totally flips out and then decides to change her life?
So that totally happened to me today. Except maybe for the life changing thing. And maybe even the flipping out thing, but mostly because I didn't have anyone with me to flip out on.
Because I was on scooter.
That I had never taken above 45 (apparently she'll go 70 if you really need her to).
And is illegal to take her on the freeway.
And we were in the left hand lane.
It was really kind of freeing, actually. I mean, I'm never going to do it again, but the thing is, I've spent the last week being scared of my scooter. I rode it for about three weeks, and then I started to convince myself that I was doing it all wrong and totally fucking up the engine and that one day she was just going to seize up in the middle of traffic. So I kept making all these excuses and saying "Oh, I'll just take the MUNI" and "I don't /really/ need to go to that meeting" and whatever...but I knew today was coming and that I would to go down to Daly City for my new job (and that I'm going to need to go down to Daly City twice a week from now on, sometimes in the rain, and yes, if I really need to I can take the bus, but it's an hour each way and it really makes more sense to ride), so I started taking her out again on Tuesday(after almost a week of shying away) and today was the big day and even though I got lost last time I knew where I was going (which I clearly didn't), and then the road that I thought was going to take me straight there started getting bigger and bigger, and I kept seeing signs that said 280 THAT WAY and so I kept going THIS WAY but something somewhere went very wrong and the next thing I knew there was a sign saying "Speed Limit 65" and another one saying "Next Exit, One Mile" and it one of those on ramps that approaches from the left so that you have to merge into the fast lane and if you want to get off you have to go all the way over THERE and it was so terrifying and all my split second thoughts kept trying to figure out how to just make it stop but there was no way, I had to just hold on and ride it through and somehow I did and I am very. very happy to be alive. Especially because if I'd died no one would feel bad, they would just look at me and say "What the fuck was she doing taking a scooter on the freeway?"
So that totally happened to me today. Except maybe for the life changing thing. And maybe even the flipping out thing, but mostly because I didn't have anyone with me to flip out on.
Because I was on scooter.
That I had never taken above 45 (apparently she'll go 70 if you really need her to).
And is illegal to take her on the freeway.
And we were in the left hand lane.
It was really kind of freeing, actually. I mean, I'm never going to do it again, but the thing is, I've spent the last week being scared of my scooter. I rode it for about three weeks, and then I started to convince myself that I was doing it all wrong and totally fucking up the engine and that one day she was just going to seize up in the middle of traffic. So I kept making all these excuses and saying "Oh, I'll just take the MUNI" and "I don't /really/ need to go to that meeting" and whatever...but I knew today was coming and that I would to go down to Daly City for my new job (and that I'm going to need to go down to Daly City twice a week from now on, sometimes in the rain, and yes, if I really need to I can take the bus, but it's an hour each way and it really makes more sense to ride), so I started taking her out again on Tuesday(after almost a week of shying away) and today was the big day and even though I got lost last time I knew where I was going (which I clearly didn't), and then the road that I thought was going to take me straight there started getting bigger and bigger, and I kept seeing signs that said 280 THAT WAY and so I kept going THIS WAY but something somewhere went very wrong and the next thing I knew there was a sign saying "Speed Limit 65" and another one saying "Next Exit, One Mile" and it one of those on ramps that approaches from the left so that you have to merge into the fast lane and if you want to get off you have to go all the way over THERE and it was so terrifying and all my split second thoughts kept trying to figure out how to just make it stop but there was no way, I had to just hold on and ride it through and somehow I did and I am very. very happy to be alive. Especially because if I'd died no one would feel bad, they would just look at me and say "What the fuck was she doing taking a scooter on the freeway?"
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I am the same with making excuses not to use my skateboard. I make excuses not to use it for the sake of not looking silly because since I don't use it as often as I could i'm not that great on it.
In other news, check your eeeemail.
[Edited on Sep 23, 2005 12:37PM]
I e-mailed you