Hell

I read Dantes Inferno in an english class in college. Well, I kinda skimmed it......possibly the cliff notes even. I know I'd get a lot more out of it now-a-days and I would probably enjoy it. If I remember right, the main point of the book was the different stages of hell you would land in based on your particular sin. And you would relive that hell over and over for the end of time. Wow. Reliving something henouis for eternity almost makes me want to become a pries........well not that far, but you get the point.

I think about my own personal hell. I don't need to commit any sins to do it, but if I had to relive this over and over for eternity, than dammit, yes I would join the priesthood.

I'm severely hung over. SEVERELY.
I'm driving my wifes old Jeep Liberty where the sun visor keeps falling so I can't see.
I'm listening to mariachi music......and it's loud.
I'm on my way to ........(there's multiple places I hate to be)
And I'm driving 6 miles an hour because there's a pack of god damn bicyclers in my way.

Theres always a couple things that float in and out of my hell, but those 5 have been the staple for years now.