On President’s Day in Oak Park, IL

On President’s day I slept, because I was emotionally drained from the day before, I stayed in the whole day, got my tea and sat here to write some posts for the blog. I was dreading coming back to my apartment in Oak Park, Il I was off from work, and I took the day off from school and even going outside in Oak Park, IL. Driving through the area on Sunday, early in the morning was stressful enough. The area is crazy as hell to get through as is, on a Sunday morning but there are a couple of churches in the area so the traffic gets kind of crazy due to all the parents wanting to drop their kids off for Sunday School. I remember those days when I was innocent before I was even warped by Oak Park, IL.

When I got up and told Sarah fuck the shower and the breakfast I have to get back to the apartment and run through Oak Park, IL like Harrison Ford in Raiders of the Lost Ark (the opening scene)! I hate to be so dramatic but she went through the village a couple of times to visit me or go to Mama Thai or even going up Harlem Ave to get to the Northwest side. Hence, Sarah definitely understood. One of the problems I had was the amount of runners that had one kid in a big ass stroller, one kid barely keeping up with them while they were walking a huge fucking dog, meanwhile, they could not get across the street. As they all finally got across the street I rolled down my window because it was soooo nice out, and yelled: “Stop multitasking!” I mean geez their multitasking could get their kids ran over if I was not paying attention due to texting or was one of those road rage freaks you always hear about on the evening news.

But this did not happen once but like four, FOUR fuckin times! You could not script this coincidence in a movie the audience would have found it as unfunny as I did with this stupid repeating joke occurring over and over in a five-minute span during the film or Television show. Usually, a 24-minute drive was now an hour long as I was trying to get the village of Shit Park, IL by side streets. After life was done testing my patience I got home showered ate some Cocoa Pebbles cereal (yeah I am an adult!), wrote and caught up on my Netflix then slept. Oak Park, IL is so draining that it wasted my weekend and my free day off, ugh, I really hate this place.

Travelling around Oak Park, IL

The construction around Oak Park, Il is annoying including the fact just recently they were cutting trees just before the Christmas holiday, I mean right before. Like on the 21st to the 23rd there were crews on Harlem avenue of all places cutting down trees you know with people trying to do last minute shopping or on their way to go out of town for vacation. And the already small narrow expanse of Harlem going north (two lanes) was cut down to one. 

This made it very interesting when travelling around on the lunch break, of course, I was on my way to either go to Wing stop or the Thai place next to it, so I knew getting back would be a mess and I was right, only Oak park, Il would have the least amount of warning regarding this work, and plan to do so, so close to the holiday.

I wonder if any of you had to go through this traffic nightmare on Harlem avenue at this time. It seems like Oak Park, Il never gets its village improvements quite right, and construction can last for months (i.e. Chicago Avenue) or a few really inconvenient days like this project.

Does anyone else have these issues traveling through Oak Park, IL even on the outskirts???

Driving in Oak Park, Il is like living in the Amityville House

Oak Park, Il is like the Amityville Horror every time I drive in, it takes only 5 minutes before I run into someone so self-absorbed that they do not care about anyone else on the road! If it isn’t the average jerkful jaywalker that calmly strolls across the street when traffic has the green light. You have the driver who is obviously on their phone texting or whatnot sitting there at the light that turned green 21 seconds ago.

When dealing with these fools who walk across south Blvd. in the middle of the street, by either throwing their children strapped into a baby carriage out there or letting their dog on an eight-foot extendable leash to basically cross the street themselves. Oak Park, lL is filled with different irritants that change you over a short matter of time after the initial exposure.

Soon you are cursing, hollering out the window, nearly running over these privileged idiots usually because of their actions, but they push you to the point you second guess wishing that you nearly did. To the point, you may hear voices to save the rest of humanity from such stupidity, to stop such idiots from breeding. Soon as you get out of this area you find yourself calming down, you are back to normal just like the Amityville movie, as soon as you cross that border the intense traffic, the idiotic rapture that is Oak Park, IL and its impact escapes your body. The stress is alleviated as you reach that border, things, seems to get better, a lot better, just like the Amityville Horror movie.

Take a drive in Oak Park, IL, after you are done cussing all the world, driving aggressively, then go home and watch the Amityville Horror you will see the correlation. This village changes you, you come in with dreams and high expectations but then Oak Park, IL perverts all of it and corrupts you in the worse way. Also, the reason that I thought to write this around the Halloween season is evident because Oak Park, IL with all its pretentiousness can be its own horror movie.