I have a seventy-five mile commute down to the research center, and seventy-five miles back. For five more weeks (unless they want me to keep working on the project till school starts). Today I was talking with one of my fellow interns who is doing the same insane thing from almost the same part of town. We may start carpooling, except that his truck doesn't have air conditioning and he'd have to convince his wife to trade cars on the days when he drives. Another possible impediment, I warn him: "I carry a lot of crap down with me. Every day. Extra shoes, a little cooler, my backpack. And I drive really fast. I scare my boyfriend." I neglect to warn him of how grouchy I am at six in the morning when I leave for work. Heh. Maybe he's grouchy too. If not, he'll have to get grouchy in sheer self-defense.
152 words | July 8, 2004 08:29 PM | Rocket science