ride the bull
Last night I was fucked up.
When I say fucked up, I don't mean on any kind of substance, I mean I had just about had it with everything and everyone I know. Especially work, and people at work. I really need that vacation. I had so many fucked up dreams last night (and lately) that I don't even know which were real and which were dreams. Because most of them were about work.
Now one of them was quite interesting, and by far incredibly psychotic and fucked up.
Myself, Kari, Jackie, Rene, Molly and Kristin were all wandering down this winding path in a dark little park at like 2 AM. And the park was actually open, which was unusual--but it was a park I remember going to as a kid from Texas. Avandale Park.
The most unusual part, perhaps, was the bull riding set up.
It was a real bull.
And some dumb redneck woman slapped the bull's rear while I was walking by minding my own business (the bull could talk, don't ask) and so the bull's like, "Oh yeah!?" and catapults me across the little pen like SIX TIMES.
...other than that, I only remember running after the woman and stabbing her in the forehead with a straw, knocking her down and kicking her for like an hour, and just... whaling on her for like three hours.
Then I got arrested.. the handcuffs were on, but there were no police, so everyone just said, "Well... I guess you're not arrested. Just go home."
So I did.
When I say fucked up, I don't mean on any kind of substance, I mean I had just about had it with everything and everyone I know. Especially work, and people at work. I really need that vacation. I had so many fucked up dreams last night (and lately) that I don't even know which were real and which were dreams. Because most of them were about work.
Now one of them was quite interesting, and by far incredibly psychotic and fucked up.
Myself, Kari, Jackie, Rene, Molly and Kristin were all wandering down this winding path in a dark little park at like 2 AM. And the park was actually open, which was unusual--but it was a park I remember going to as a kid from Texas. Avandale Park.
The most unusual part, perhaps, was the bull riding set up.
It was a real bull.
And some dumb redneck woman slapped the bull's rear while I was walking by minding my own business (the bull could talk, don't ask) and so the bull's like, "Oh yeah!?" and catapults me across the little pen like SIX TIMES.
...other than that, I only remember running after the woman and stabbing her in the forehead with a straw, knocking her down and kicking her for like an hour, and just... whaling on her for like three hours.
Then I got arrested.. the handcuffs were on, but there were no police, so everyone just said, "Well... I guess you're not arrested. Just go home."
So I did.