lights camera action

holy shit blog. i just had a bizarre 15-minute chunk of life. i was bored and trying to get sleepy but all i could think about was my wallet and how i was uncertain of it's location. these are the sorts of things that keep me up at night. "where is my love? where the fuck is my money? i am bored. i want to eat a buncha carbs. maybe if i masturbate i will get sleepy. i have homework to do. how can these bitches be on tv?" well anyway. i found my wallet in my car after braving the blistering cold. i looked inside and found three dollars. hark! a christmas miracle. 3 more dollars than i thought i had. i decided i could drive to the only 24-hour grocery store i knew of in the county. it was 1:50! i had 10 minutes. i had to run back inside and change out of the sweatpants and oversized hoodie. i can't be looking like a crazy person if i want to buy beer at 2 am. 2 am is the cutoff. so i do this. i maintain a healthy speed of 5mph over the speed limit, at least until i see these strange lights that may be headlines or may be lights along someone's driveway. they look very odd and i had to slow down significantly to assess their safet. flo rida tells me how the club caint even handle him right now. i know, flo rida. we outta control. i get there. the only girl in the bi-lo says, "if you're buying beer you better hurry." i respond with, "i know, and i am." i get 2 40s and it's exactly 3 dollars. she remarks on how odd that is, without even knowing that its all the cash i have. i reminded her that 3 was a magic number. i leave bi-lo feeling high on success, when my brother texts me, "your hood is up, put it down. you're going to die." or something along those lines. something about my car and my imminent doom. so i'm driving home, probably speeding, due to the exhileration of having purpose at 2-am. i encounter the car that's pulled off the side of the road again, but this time there's another car on the other side, facing the opposite direction. i think it is probably a cop. i get closer, i'm still going fast. i see that it is not a cop and it starts pulling away. SUDDENLY! the woman runs out into the middle of the road to stop the leaving car. i almost killed her! i slammed on the breaks. she moves in slow motion with flailing limbs, bent knees and a floppy body. she is in disarray, and clearly fucked up out of her mind on substances or fear. it was so strange. all these random occurences exploded in my memory. the last 15 minutes: realizing it's almost 2, finding 3 dollars, exact change for 40s, 5mph over the speed limit, almost smashing into a bitch. i could have killed her. seriously. it freaked me out. i was exactly on time. i could have killed her and not only been caught slaughtering crackheads but also driving without a license with two king cobras in my car. i narrowly escaped an awful future.

i haven't wrote anything here in a while. i need you to sample these musics so you can know where i am.


lindsey brought this to my attention. it is such a good song. it is on some commercial and every time i hear the commercial i think of Girl and this song and how awesome they are. and i think about my life and chasing tracks. i looked into this laura veirs chick a little and she has an amazing song called "drink deep." it is not necessarily an amazing song to the ears but it has fantastic lyrics. you'll have to look those up for yourself though because i aint your internet bitch. do your own research.


i also really like this song right now. i think this is exactly what would be playing in my spaceship as i accelerate towards the future. onward and upward, to infinity and beyond. i have been thinking about a lot of silly metaphors lately, like being lost in space and running marathons to escape heart attacks. i do not care to explain. even though i haven't been blogging very much i've been trying to write thoughts. i think it's important. it's important to me. i need a good book. and a boyfriend. and future. and some christmas presence.

kbye. BOYZZZ