tomorrow night i am leaving this crazy ass city and taking a nice four day vacation. no work. no responsibilities. no housemate drama. nothing to stress about.... well maybe a little stress about that little rent check needing to clear and not getting paid for another 15 days. but....
best of all.... no riding that damn bus for four whole days. its pretty bad when all you wanna do by the time you get off that bus is hate all humanity and yell at one more ass who cant figure out that having headphones on and reading a book does not translate into please reach over and grab my book out of my hands when i dont respond to you and start reading the back cover and asking me what the book is all about and any other damn question i do not give a rats ass about its times like those where i am always lost in a constant state of is this really fucking happening to me? did you really grab that book from me and think that this is actually ok with me? or anyone for that matter? did you not understand that my caffeine level is still far to low to deal with a piece of work such as you?..... oh yes. and i consider myself a very even tempered, rational, calm, libra. a very nice girl at that. it takes a lot to flip that switch. but lately that switch has been itching on over.....
... and so here i am, leaving this joint. and im going to portland. and i aint gonna do shit the whole time im there. nothing productive. yep. nothing. except have a really good time.
and hey. have any of you seen that movie irreversible? that french one by gaspar noe i think his name is. i saw it last night and id have to say that it probably was not the best thing to do with me being in this cant deal with humanity right now state of being.... disturbing to say the least. creative, yes. artistic, yes. disturbing as all hell, a big fat yes.
best of all.... no riding that damn bus for four whole days. its pretty bad when all you wanna do by the time you get off that bus is hate all humanity and yell at one more ass who cant figure out that having headphones on and reading a book does not translate into please reach over and grab my book out of my hands when i dont respond to you and start reading the back cover and asking me what the book is all about and any other damn question i do not give a rats ass about its times like those where i am always lost in a constant state of is this really fucking happening to me? did you really grab that book from me and think that this is actually ok with me? or anyone for that matter? did you not understand that my caffeine level is still far to low to deal with a piece of work such as you?..... oh yes. and i consider myself a very even tempered, rational, calm, libra. a very nice girl at that. it takes a lot to flip that switch. but lately that switch has been itching on over.....
... and so here i am, leaving this joint. and im going to portland. and i aint gonna do shit the whole time im there. nothing productive. yep. nothing. except have a really good time.
and hey. have any of you seen that movie irreversible? that french one by gaspar noe i think his name is. i saw it last night and id have to say that it probably was not the best thing to do with me being in this cant deal with humanity right now state of being.... disturbing to say the least. creative, yes. artistic, yes. disturbing as all hell, a big fat yes.
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grrlhavoc:
have a great vacation..sounds like you need it
razor13:
a book grabbing is such a brech of the human contract, i hope you find relaxing fun goo and spread it all over yourself...