I was attacked by a truck today. Whilst listening to the decidedly fatalistic song Prayer by Disturbed, a monstrous truck forced itself on me. I fear I was almost run over, though I had enough sense to dodge it when I looked up. Yes, looked up...it was approaching me from the front. The nerve!!!
It's not the first time this has happened...once before an even larger truck tried to run me over while I conversed with my lovely g/f, Tiana, on the phone, whose voice is so captivating I often forget my own name when I talk to her. In fact, I even forget what domokun smilies look like and just how many centimetres are in an ounce. So it's no wonder that a truck almost met me head-on then as well. I must avoid these distractions...still, you have to wonder what these monstrosities are doing crawling along sidewalks that have the breadth of a McNugget. I should sue.
And I am very tired, so I shall end it here for now. The frequency of my posts in this journal will increase too. It's fortunate that I pay no regard to my ever-plummeting grades.
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 Seventh_Son · Wed Oct 27, 2004 @ 07:29pm · 3 Comments |
