Fender bender

Fuck. I hate these things.
Just driving down the fucking street and the traffic being so jammed that it takes an hour longer than you wanted to get back to work. Exactly now.
Then to make it all better, I don't realize a car in front of me hit the brakes, 'cause I was distracted having a "quality five-seconds" with Ana, and we collide. Slightly, that's true. At least it wasn't a person crossing inadvertedly.
But still, FUCK. F-U-C-K.

Not that I'll let that spoil my day.

[Audio: The Electric Soft Parade - Empty At The End ]