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a friend said in their livejournal that they would never tan topless outdoors again.
well i'm going to have to make a similar pledge. only it's completely different (but not). i'll never listen to a brand new cd while driving my car again.
so yesterday i played my new cd. a cd that was like nothing i've ever heard before. you know that feeling- the feeling you get when you hear one incredibly awesome song for the very first time. where it feels like you have just been phonically deflowered. only this time i wasn't just hearing one such track- i was hearing a whole cd of completely new, completely perfect, completely invigorating tracks. so instead of the usual one track deflowering- i had just submitted myself into a twelve track phonical, yet nearly orgasmic, ravaging.
it's the feeling when a song becomes more than a song. it's the feeling where you are the song. times twelve. phonical euphoria. no- phonical nirvana.
so i keep listening. over and over. and over. the whole day. almost nonstop.
now its 10pm. im driving on a vacant highway listening to my pleasure cd. trying to get somewhere i'm already an hour late to get to.
suddenly the cds not just traveling in me. its traveling through me.
my head bobs. my body tenses. then suddenly- my foot presses down on the acceleration.
the beat is racing. my body is racing. now my car is racing...
...then suddenly i see bright lights.
the highway wasn't as vacant as i thought.
and for that i was just arrested last night. 102 mph on a 55mph highway. and i dont know what is going to happen to me now.
and that is why i never again will listen to a new cd while driving my car.
well i'm going to have to make a similar pledge. only it's completely different (but not). i'll never listen to a brand new cd while driving my car again.
so yesterday i played my new cd. a cd that was like nothing i've ever heard before. you know that feeling- the feeling you get when you hear one incredibly awesome song for the very first time. where it feels like you have just been phonically deflowered. only this time i wasn't just hearing one such track- i was hearing a whole cd of completely new, completely perfect, completely invigorating tracks. so instead of the usual one track deflowering- i had just submitted myself into a twelve track phonical, yet nearly orgasmic, ravaging.
it's the feeling when a song becomes more than a song. it's the feeling where you are the song. times twelve. phonical euphoria. no- phonical nirvana.
so i keep listening. over and over. and over. the whole day. almost nonstop.
now its 10pm. im driving on a vacant highway listening to my pleasure cd. trying to get somewhere i'm already an hour late to get to.
suddenly the cds not just traveling in me. its traveling through me.
my head bobs. my body tenses. then suddenly- my foot presses down on the acceleration.
the beat is racing. my body is racing. now my car is racing...
...then suddenly i see bright lights.
the highway wasn't as vacant as i thought.
and for that i was just arrested last night. 102 mph on a 55mph highway. and i dont know what is going to happen to me now.
and that is why i never again will listen to a new cd while driving my car.