(or, what really happened on the drive home)
i drove for an hour over pacheco pass, we stopped at the designated pit stop so that jozjozjoz could empty her bladder (just a precaution, she didn't really have to go) and then continued on down I-5 towards home.
once on the freeway:
joz: jeez, i didn't realize i was going so fast (takes foot off accelerator to slow down to a reasonable 80 mph).
me: um, yeah, it's hard to gauge in this car (but only if you're not paying attention to the little thing called the speedometer).
joz: ok, i know where i'm going, you can take a nap if you want...
jozjozjoz proceeds to keep talking to me while i'm reclined in the passenger seat with my eyes closed. half an hour later, it's:
joz: oh, i guess you can't sleep much if i'm talking to you.
me: well, no, not really.
joz: i'll stop talking to you. go to sleep.
half an hour later and she's on the phone with a friend, relaying our weekend and catching up on old times. every once in a while, i feel the car slow down or speed up, but nothing too extreme so i go to sleep. i wake up when we're about to start over the grapevine.
me: you know i love you very much...
joz: but i'm driving too fast?
me: um, yeah, try to go a little slower.
joz: ok, sorry.
i take this opportunity to sit up and put on my glasses so i can look around.
me: is that snow on the side of the road?
joz: i dunno, i'm only looking at the road.
me: that's snow. maybe you should slow down. 90 is probably too fast when there might be ice on the road.
joz: ice? what are you talking about? the road isn't even wet.
me: regardless, you should still slow the fuck down.
joz: oh, ok.
did i mention that the only way she can slow down and not be a leadfoot is if she's behind someone going the speed she needs to maintain? we got behind a semi (it was too slow), then a small car (it was too slow) and finally we got over the grapevine.
joz: do you think maybe i could speed up now?
me: um, yeah, i guess so.
we get to our exit and are about a 1/2 mile from our house:
joz: you know? i wanted to get home before 1 am, but you made me slow down.
i had to sit on my hands to keep from punching her.Posted by yoshi at January 4, 2004 12:09 PM