I have experienced the Road Rager. It was not fun.

I consider myself to be a considerate driver. I don't get in front of people and slow down drastically, I always signal, and I get out of the left lane when I see someone coming up fast. I may drive fast, but I rarely weave or tailgate (although I can't say I never do those things).

I was driving along route 80 in New Jersey, on my way back from the party at Dan's house, (which rocked, by the way) when I found myself in the left lane, without many cars around me, just one in the next lane over. I was going about 70ish, and I passed the guy without a problem. When I was clear of him (and I saw both of his headlights in my rearview), I signaled, changed lanes, and set my cruise to the speed I passed him at.

Apparently, he didn't like that. He sped up quickly, got to my right, and BUMPED me.

BUMPED ME!!!!

I am NOT insane, Lisa was in the car with me and SHE felt it too. The car jumped and there was a loud bang from exactly the spot his car was and when I looked back he was VERY VERY close to the spot the noise came from. I did not hit a pothole, and my car does not backfire.

So he passed me, and gave a dirty look. I was astonished but FURIOUS. He BUMPED me. Bumped my CAR!!!!.

I followed his ass for close to 5 miles. I called 911. I filed a police report with a full licence plate and description of the driver because I was FOLLOWING the SOB.

The police told me to stop following him, they'd pick him up later on down the road. I stopped at a rest stop and waited for the cop they sent out to help me.

There was no damage to my car (thank god! I would have gone on a murderous rampage....). Not so much as a scuff in the paint, but I know he bumped me. It's the same feeling as parking too far forward and bumping the front of the car on the little cement thing. Or backing into a tree. You know it happened, even if it didn't mark the car.

So that was a fun drive. It just shows how freakin' insane the world has gotten. And how lousy my luck/karma/whatever has been lately, with RFH and all that business.

Oh, RFH update. My birthday was April 18th. I was home for spring break at the time, but it seems I was sent a package (overnight, no less) for my birthday. When I got back a week after I found a message from the Post Office to come pick up the package. So the next day after my classes, I went to the Post Office with Jeremy and picked up my package.

When they handed me the package I was suspicious. It was mailed from Baldwin, and the return address was my parent's address, but the handwriting was most definitely NOT my mother's or father's. So I opened it in the post office.

Three layers of plastic in I found a card with "Happy Birthday Kathy" written using cutout letters from a newspaper. Ha ha....maybe it's from Ann. So I opened it more. There was a little bag that said "Open me first", so I took scissors and sliced it open, and inside there was a dead hamster.

Yup, a HAMSTER. Eeew. Gross. Someone actually got a hamster, and decided its best purpose was to be killed and mailed to me. There was also a generic misspelt curse written in what appeared to be hamster blood...some stupid stuff that whomever wrote it wasn't literate enough to copy from the "WitchCraft For Dummies" correctly.

I'm pretty sure it was RFH, and so are the cops. Yes boys and girls! Kathy took it to the POLICE! She may take prank calls and dismiss them but mailing the corpse of a small rodent is well over that line between sane/wacko and cops/no cops. They're investigating and things of that nature. My report is on file.

Now you might think I was icked out by this, but I was going to be a forensic pathologist when I started college. I have a strong stomach when real people are involved...but movie blood icks me out, go figure. This prank just motivated me, and the very next day all my papers were ready to be filed at small claims court. I'm legally and ethically right, and that's the best revenge I can have.

Oh, and the fact that the person who sent it was really dumb. Let's figure out the total cost to send me a hamster in the mail...

Hamster: $5

Overnight shipping: $16

Newspaper: $0.50

Birthday card: $2

Besides feeling vindicated by using justice to my advantage, I'm not really a revenge person, although Ray claims I put some kind of "Wiccan Curse" on him. ( Which I didn't, and wouldn't even if there were such a thing as Wiccan curse, possibly only because I'm not Wiccan, but even more so because I don't hate Ray enough to do that. There are a select few, but Ray's not in there.)

I do have to admit, however, that revenge is a sweet idea. I'm a creative person, and good revenge doesn't involve dead animals. Besides, it takes a small mind to resort to pranks.

So, if you were planning on getting me anything dead for my birthday, I'm all stocked up on hamsters. You don't really need to spend $16 to overnight it to me either.