Fourth Post.

Today my dad and I almost got into a car accident.

We were in the left turning lane and when the green light said go for us, we went. Little did we know that Granny Speed Racer was coming from the opposite side making a right at I wanna say Mach 5 (pun intended). She not only came at full speed, but also turn and went into the lane we were turning in. We honked for a good half a minute trying to not give up our territory as we contractually had first dibs on it a la "the rules of the road" but she persisted and didn't even look as us and she went in and took from right under our feet.

I've never said it before so this'll be the first: "Women drivers suck ass."

To clarify not all women drivers suck, I actually know some very good ones, but at that moment I really wish we just stayed in our lane and she crashed into us so that she could pay for everything included the emotional damage that I would have suffered: not being able to trust women behind the wheel. I hope that bitch chokes on a dick.

~~~~~~~wavy separation~~~~~~~~~

So I'm currently not working because no one is hiring because our economy sucks for one reason or another. In result I've been spending a lot of time at home on my computer for pretty much every hour of every day. I want to go out, but I always want to do something free or really really cheap. Too bad my friends and I love going to see summer blockbusters. I've tried not going so much because I lack the funds but I always end up being convinced because my best friends always offer to pay for me. I love them to death, I really do. But I feel terrible taking money from them because I feel like I'm getting a free ride, a ride that I don't deserve because God knows when I'll be able to pay them back. I got out of a debt to one of my friends early on in the summer and I've been broke since then trying to not rack up anymore debt with them. This is something I constantly think about when I makes plans to go out: where ever we're going....can I get away with just ordering a free water? I can live off of and get full with free waters, I've come to accept that, that and mooching off of whoever doesn't finish their plate. I think I've just described myself as a rat, feeding off of someone else's left overs. I need to get out of here and back to school where I don't have to pay for shit. Then hopefully get a job and treat all my friends to every movie next summer. That'd be the best, being able to pay back all of my friends by treating them to all the movies. Yeah. That's what I want to do. Oh and get them kick-ass christmas presents.





Also, there was a comic strip I read a while back that it showed a man back in like 1969 reading the newspaper on the toilet and then the same looking man in 2009 reading his laptop on the toilet. That comic is pretty much reality for me.


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