There's no worse feeling than walking out of the coffee shop to open the door to your car, put the keys in, and turn the ignition and find that nothing happens. The inevitable conclusion? That of course, the headlights were on - which checking the headlight switch confirmed. I hate it when I do something like that, and in all honestly, I do these things all the fucking time. You would think that I would notice my headlights were on when its pitch black out (or at least dark, I am in a "city" now) but I don't - usually because my mind is someplace between a network topology and cloud number nine.
A quick jump later from a guy named Mark in the closest bar ended that crisis, but even still, its a frustrating thing to know that at any moment you will forget where you are, what you're doing, and why you're holding that marker. I'm afraid one of these days I'll find myself in the scary-ass ghetto that permeates Baton Rouge with my car broken down - simply because I was driving and was thinking and forgot where I was going.
If absent mindedness were a disease, I'd be in the critical condition ward of the hospital. I sometimes think I would forget my body if I weren't inhabiting it.
Miss Any?
Alright, we're gonna give this a shot
January 02, 2005
Let's see how badly I failed these last year
December 31, 2004
Okay, so its trendy
December 28, 2004
Its just like that asshole, Joe fucking Lieberman. Annoying and rather pointless.
December 27, 2004
Is this a typical Christmas?
December 26, 2004