Ah, my feet are sore. It's been busy this week, kind of. It was dead today until noon, when it went totally nuts and stayed busy right till 5:00pm. Hence, the sore feeties. And this stupid taxi driver [is there any other kind? *snark*] nearly hit me. I was screaming down the road in my lane and this taxi driver was in the lane beside me. I think the driver in front of him was slowing down to turn left, so he decided to change lanes, swerving right in front of me just as I was going past him. I slammed on my brakes [glad I got the 203mm rotors!] going into a slide sideways, and screamed "fuck!" Funny how that word gets people's attention. Had I screamed "oh darn!" I'm sure the inattentive bastard would have plowed right into me. As it was, he stopped and I fish-tailed around his front bumper, giving him the "what's your malfuntion, fucktard?" look before resuming my breakneck pace down the highway. Just one of those precious moments I seem to get every single, freaking day.