painunbound

Milk and Blood, Superstarved, and The Land of Rape and Honey

Home from work early today. I've been thinking about strange things today. I'm not sure why. I've been thinking about long drives I use to take with my friends. And some of the people I haven't thought about in years. There was one night where a bunch of us were coming home from the boardwalk in Ocean City, me, Jenna, Beth, and two other girls that I can't remember, but anyway these guys pulled up next to us and in unison let out one long, "WHOOOOOOO!" I dunno why maybe cause there were 4 girls in my car and none in there's, but then Jenna turns her head toward me and goes, "Get em' Leo." AND me and my car jump to life I jam on gas, weave through traffic and blow by our buddies, the girls decide to flash them , and I hit the Somers Point Circle doing seventy, scary I know, but I manuever that sucker like no onbe has and we blast down SPML Rd. Why I thought of that instance today really boggles my mind. I really miss summer driving I guess. Carload of people and good tunes and don't know where we're going till we get there. I always use to be like let's go here and let's go there and let's go to Coney Island and get a hotdog! Where did all that go? It doesn't seem like all that long ago? Fuck it! I'm bored does anyone wanna go to Rockaway? We can stand on the shore and play air guitar and sing, "Rock Rock Rockaway Beach" It's a nice thought. Oh well back to thoughts about UWF, Voodoo Doll, And microwavable cheeseburgers that only take a minute.