Jun 11, 2004 12:05
I am in such a funky mood right now. I blame sleep deprivation. And all sorts of other things.
I'm doing a really shitty job of moving on.
In other news, a letter to Los Angeles motorists:
Be aware that I am tired of having my life endangered by impatient people who do not realize that I am actually going to get through traffic faster than they are, so they gain absolutely no time by honking at me then passing within a foot of me, engine revving. Be aware, all of you, that I am considering an investment in several large cans of whoopass, and I plan to keep my can opener handy at all times.
That is all.
Assholes.
I have to rescind a little of my anti-trinketry rant of a few days ago. I got a free W Hotel umbrella yesterday. If it ever rains in this city, I'm fucking set.
Note to self: Don't get drunk right before bed. And if you do, don't read Kafka while doing so. These are not the elements of a happy life.