May 07, 2012 07:44
I'm afraid to drive the smart car because it has no back. It's half a car, and I don't know how to turn it on really. Sometimes I forget things like parking, or I just want the bus to be the train. Usually, cabs are still my favorite. I like the drivers that get on their cell phones while speeding and switching lanes recklessly. For whatever reason, I trust them the most. I text on my cell phone & shout out my stop "WHAT" until they furiously have to get off their phone call and then repeatedly tell me they know we were going even though I haven't really finished saying it. Sometimes they'll say this is their first day on the job on this city, but they have always been veterans somewhere for at least my whole life span.
I never did end up going to collect the remnants of the red bicycle, though maybe I should still do that. You know the one with the streamers. I wonder if it's still there now like it was a few weeks ago. Things change so quickly when you are dealing with someone who used to hold your face in their hands. What I mean by that is, they can look at something that reminds them of you, and want it very far away, because instead of a sunny day it will remind them of wanting to snap a neck.
Spotify has been confusing me all morning. I don't even know why I am trying with it instead of Pandora or regular iTunes. I couldn't add variety to a station so I had to pick one of their stations. They told me i like folk music, which is interesting, and not untrue. But the bands that they qualify as folk music are never artists names that I grasp for when strangers ask "What kind of music do you listen to?" "Oh I listen to folk music! Let me list off these guys!"
Sorry, spotify. I also liked when we all used last.fm and I still do. It's humiliating and shows how many self-help books I've listened to since 2006, and I like that.
Today is full of some mundane errands like: the bank, the grocery store, sending out mail, looking at a home that your dog will like too, going to a pole dancing class & kundalini class with your friend, finding tights that are transparent but have black lines up the sides, not eating a croissant, maybe having a dinner date and then going to sit at a bar & remember to drink water and rye not whiskey because Tuesdays are important and you write about yoga for really long periods of time.
Mondays should focus more about what counts on not losing sense of voice or person or tense.