
DEARILLSTAYGOLDJUSTKEEPTHESEPASTSATBAY
TOKEEPTHELONLIESTOFNIGHTSFROMCLAIMINGYOU
ANDTOKEEPTHESELONGESTDAYSFROMWAKINGYOU
FORIFELTTHEGREATESTOFWINTERSCOMING
ANDISAWYOUASSEANSONSHIFTINGFROMBLUETOGREY
<3 Converge
Aaanyways... I've been trying to recover my health, but the whole point of convalescence is getting less sick by resting. And rest have I not have done... not. Er, but anyways, I've been very busy.
Yesterday I was sitting on the bus, on my jolly way to work with the deep satisfaction that comes when you know you're going to be either at the job on time or early. But then, alas and alack, the bus just fucking STOPPED. It would NOT move. I pull myself out of the magazine I'm reading and realize that it's complete gridlock for as far as the eye can see.
Woe and betide and also it really sucked!
So I check my watch and realize that I have very little time left, I'll most certainly be late if I don't improvise.
Okay, so, taking into consideration that I'm not entirely bright, "improvise" turned into "run down the street in the pouring rain like a desperate idiot".
Just when I was jogging up the corner, I see my bus, putting along it's merry way... you can imagine I was a little angry and somewhat embarrassed, but since I was so completely out of breath I couldn't really express myself beyond helpless pants and grunts.
I've got to stop doing this shit to myself.
go get a car.
then come pick me up, we'll get ice cream