what's with the death threats?
so... the world is trying to kill me, and i don't know why.
last saturday i fell down my stairs. for those who have never seen my current apartment, it's a little 3rd floor hole in the wall. the stairs are all on the outside and lead up to the porch. i left my apartment early saturday morning to get to rehearsal and it was raining. now, my landlord waterproofs the stairs. this makes them retardedly slick. i took one step and crashed down all 14 steps. i have many many large ass bruises now. luckily, nothing broken and no death.
today... i'm walking from my office in brooklyn to the L train to go up a few blocks to my rehearsal space. i'm checking my voicemail and i'm almost there when i almost get hit by a car. now... i always knew that one day i'd get hit by a car while walking in new york and talking on my cell phone. HOWEVER, i always expected to be in a crosswalk... even at a street corner. i was in the middle of the f**king sidewalk, people. between blocks. wtf? i do not know why said person deemed it necessary to drive on the sidewalk... but he did. and he almost hit me. luckily, i jumped. i do tend to notice some of the world around me.
so yeah. i have no idea what is going to happen next. i'm almost afriad to get on a plane on monday. so... if the world succeeds in it's homicidal mission to kill me, someone avenge my death, would ya?
now. i sleep.
and hopefully i will wake up too.
last saturday i fell down my stairs. for those who have never seen my current apartment, it's a little 3rd floor hole in the wall. the stairs are all on the outside and lead up to the porch. i left my apartment early saturday morning to get to rehearsal and it was raining. now, my landlord waterproofs the stairs. this makes them retardedly slick. i took one step and crashed down all 14 steps. i have many many large ass bruises now. luckily, nothing broken and no death.
today... i'm walking from my office in brooklyn to the L train to go up a few blocks to my rehearsal space. i'm checking my voicemail and i'm almost there when i almost get hit by a car. now... i always knew that one day i'd get hit by a car while walking in new york and talking on my cell phone. HOWEVER, i always expected to be in a crosswalk... even at a street corner. i was in the middle of the f**king sidewalk, people. between blocks. wtf? i do not know why said person deemed it necessary to drive on the sidewalk... but he did. and he almost hit me. luckily, i jumped. i do tend to notice some of the world around me.
so yeah. i have no idea what is going to happen next. i'm almost afriad to get on a plane on monday. so... if the world succeeds in it's homicidal mission to kill me, someone avenge my death, would ya?
now. i sleep.
and hopefully i will wake up too.