So tired but i will digress

Feb 22, 2007 23:05

So I got on the bus, and it was one of those bus drivers that takes all the turns too wide, and brakes way past the point of a normal person, so that the bus lurched at every stop, inches before hitting the car in front. But, alas, this is SEPTA. So we are going along - there are only three of us on the bus - and then we get to a red light at 40th ( Read more... )

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kirkesque February 23 2007, 18:15:56 UTC
In case of Apocalypse, I'll probably be comparing my notes to the actual event. Smile, satisfied (regardless of how accurate I plotted it), and think, "Good enough."

But I digress... constantly.

And laugh joyous when I read your words.

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kirkesque February 23 2007, 18:31:34 UTC
I realized that might sound mocking -- laughing at your words of distress and February Mondays. Of course, what I intended with that comment is that you relate such darkness with an aire of non-chalance and humor. Like Terry Pratchett writing a sordid memoir that Oprah would feature.

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poetrybetween February 23 2007, 20:44:14 UTC
1) you are never snarky, so I would have no reason to think that you are mocking me with your laughter. I just assume you are laughing with me.

2) you have to write the blurbs for my books. It takes a demented mind to invision Terry Pratchett and Oprah in the same sentence.

3)I love the new pic.

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I love jupiterinorbit February 24 2007, 19:07:02 UTC
The small insanities of a day. Not big whopping insanities that land one in a mental institution. Just the little ones where bus drivers leave their engines idling while running out to get KFC with passengers still in the bus.

Refridgerator is a difficult word to spell. Wouldn't you agree?

Oh, and who is the caracter on your MySpace page with the name, Usually right, Always an asshole. I had to do a double take when I first saw him because I thought he might be me. Like Suzannah/Odetta/Detta/Mia in The Gunslinger. Only I still haven't finished Wolves of the Calla, so don't tell me what's going to happen.

Can you tell I miss you? I don't generally get this long in my LJ messages to you without good reason.

And why do you always enjoy the company of men who speak entirely in non sequiters and tangents?

(Hopefully Kirk won't take offense at said comment since I consider myself to be amongst those men.)

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