March 18, 2006
We're in our car sitting on Atlantic Avenue trying to cross the street into Fort Green, but people keep running the red light preventing us from crossing.
Me: Aaarg. I think I have road rage.
Jenn: We don't drive enough for you to have road rage. You have to earn it.
Another car runs red light.
Jenn: It's not road rage if you're smiling.
Me: (frowning) Son of a Bitch!
Jenn: More like a road meow.