I took public transportation today because it was suppose to rain all day. It didnt.
As I was squashed in the subway riding outbound from Fenway I had a wicked urge to start slam dancing into all people in suits. The thought made me laugh out loud and Im sure people thought I was crazy.
When I got off at my stop it was pouring. I had an umbrella. I decided not to use it. I walked the mile home in the rain. Im still soaking wet. It felt amazing. Sometimes you need a little rain on your face.
I had one of those moments. You know the moments where you find something out or hear something or realize something about your ex and you feel like you got punched in the gut. That was me today as I was leaving work. Of course I forgot half of my shit there leaving in a I want to punch something daze.
So I get home soaking wetand realizeall the shit I left at work. and then I realizethat I lost my fucking cell phone somewhere on Boston crowded public transportation. Just like the rest of the world I do not have a copy of any of those numbers. And I dont even have a landline to call myself to see if someone picks upWhoa is fucking me. For Realz.
So anyone who would like to call me, (like all my friends who are in town, from out of state for the first time in years) um, yah email me? Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Fuck shit piss.
As I was squashed in the subway riding outbound from Fenway I had a wicked urge to start slam dancing into all people in suits. The thought made me laugh out loud and Im sure people thought I was crazy.
When I got off at my stop it was pouring. I had an umbrella. I decided not to use it. I walked the mile home in the rain. Im still soaking wet. It felt amazing. Sometimes you need a little rain on your face.
I had one of those moments. You know the moments where you find something out or hear something or realize something about your ex and you feel like you got punched in the gut. That was me today as I was leaving work. Of course I forgot half of my shit there leaving in a I want to punch something daze.
So I get home soaking wetand realizeall the shit I left at work. and then I realizethat I lost my fucking cell phone somewhere on Boston crowded public transportation. Just like the rest of the world I do not have a copy of any of those numbers. And I dont even have a landline to call myself to see if someone picks upWhoa is fucking me. For Realz.
So anyone who would like to call me, (like all my friends who are in town, from out of state for the first time in years) um, yah email me? Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Fuck shit piss.
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I hate riding the Green Line as well.
Im sure people thought I was crazy.
You mean you're not?
Hopefully your weekend shapes up. Actually we'll take the hope out of the equation, and I'll just demand that you have a good weekend.
Have a GREAT weekend!
(see how easy that was).
[Edited on Jun 03, 2006 12:25PM]