The Santa Ana's blow in tonight and with them go everyone's sanity. Strong, hot winds blow in from the east and inexplicably traffic slows to a crawl, strangers on the street are angry and agressive without reason, and the person in front of you in line at the grocery store drops her wallet and starts to cry seemingly at random.
I'm feeling it a bit...
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I assume it means "go out in public," which I have mixed feelings about, having been born with a dead fetus attatched to my head.
Well, not really, but I'm planning on having one implanted. Still looking for a dead fetus doner.
I want to be groped by girlies! *pouts*