i killed sasqwatch
okay...so i didnt REALLY kill him. he was already dead.
and lying in the middle of the highway.
but i almost ran him over.
so.
yeah. on my way back to Mt.P. and in the tradition of lola rennt, i was driving on 127, after smoking down and mowing on my second and now 1.5 hour old chalupa, i was flipping thru my CDs (not paying ANY attention to the road), not finding what i wanted, i looked up and saw what at first, for a milisecond to be a sheet flutering across my lane, but i quickly realized it was a deer, and that i'd almost hit it. i also realized that had my mom not tried to make me find my cell car charger, and i'd left when i wanted to, and not told her for the 5th time that i wouldnt look for it cause i wouldnt find it. i probably would've hit the deer and died, and had no phone to call for help.
after that scare, i smoked a little more, and became a bit paranoid. ::insert driving here:: then i saw what i thought was a person walking along the side of the road, i flipped out and braked hard, and as i inched my way closer tot he man, i realized that it was just a mailbox...whew. so insert more driving and my decision to change lanes...which would've come sooner, the decision, but i had to slow down for the man/box. so back to lane changing. i put on my blinker, and start to move over, when i see, coming into view in my dim headlights, a HUGE hairy mountain. yeah. no i'm seroius. it was like a fucking reindeer...no. a moose. only light and fluffy. i thought it was a freaking sasquatch. so needless to say i was freaked out and DIDNT get into his lane. becasue i would've died there too. honestly. i would've died if my mom hadnt tried to make me do somehting. either way. miss the deer and hop into the other lane? slam into sasquatch several miles later.
::shrug::
every second counts for somehting.
hmm
and lying in the middle of the highway.
but i almost ran him over.
so.
yeah. on my way back to Mt.P. and in the tradition of lola rennt, i was driving on 127, after smoking down and mowing on my second and now 1.5 hour old chalupa, i was flipping thru my CDs (not paying ANY attention to the road), not finding what i wanted, i looked up and saw what at first, for a milisecond to be a sheet flutering across my lane, but i quickly realized it was a deer, and that i'd almost hit it. i also realized that had my mom not tried to make me find my cell car charger, and i'd left when i wanted to, and not told her for the 5th time that i wouldnt look for it cause i wouldnt find it. i probably would've hit the deer and died, and had no phone to call for help.
after that scare, i smoked a little more, and became a bit paranoid. ::insert driving here:: then i saw what i thought was a person walking along the side of the road, i flipped out and braked hard, and as i inched my way closer tot he man, i realized that it was just a mailbox...whew. so insert more driving and my decision to change lanes...which would've come sooner, the decision, but i had to slow down for the man/box. so back to lane changing. i put on my blinker, and start to move over, when i see, coming into view in my dim headlights, a HUGE hairy mountain. yeah. no i'm seroius. it was like a fucking reindeer...no. a moose. only light and fluffy. i thought it was a freaking sasquatch. so needless to say i was freaked out and DIDNT get into his lane. becasue i would've died there too. honestly. i would've died if my mom hadnt tried to make me do somehting. either way. miss the deer and hop into the other lane? slam into sasquatch several miles later.
::shrug::
every second counts for somehting.
hmm