i am a bad driver

date: june 30, 2000
time: 11:48 p.m.
talking to: no one
feeling: mad at my computer for not connecting
wearing: i match my dishes! [or so jackie says] green adidas pants and my "i <3 bob" shirt

eww CONNECT!! goddamn it. i want to go online and talk to sarama about our trip to see one another [and moffatts of course] IN LESS THAN A WEEK. *giggles* well FINE, computer, poo on you too.

dude! i! found! my! creative! writing! okay, enough of that....i found my creative writing disk!! like, it had funny chats on it, and also copies of most of my stuff that i didn't have saved on my hard drive. oops! anyways, i founded it. i picked up my hanson scrapbook to put an article or something in and it was under it! *giggles hysterically* i can finally post the bondage bob chat...muhahahaha...

i am COLD man. it's freezing down here, in my basement. YIKES! hehehe. i'm all wrapped in this leopard blanket we have down here...damn me, i took my comforter back up. DAMN! DAMN DAMN DAMN THE MAN! lol anyways.

GRR everyone and their mom [HA! your mom!] is pissing me off today...i think i'm just way irritable for some reason - no, i know i am. anyways, for some reason, probably pms, i'm like, BITING everyone's nuts off. ouch. and i have about zero patience with anyone, or tolerance. there's a select few who don't piss me off today.

OMG! i hit a deer today. *cries* i was driving home from my neighbors, after sweeping his lawn [yes, same neighbor from yesterday], and i'm going about 25 or 30 miles per hour - not fast at all. anyways. so i'm driving and whatever whatever, all of a sudden BAM! there's a deer on my windshield!! *hides* and then it was gone again. it left no tracks, hell, i didn't see it run away cause i was too scared to do anything but stare at the huge ass mark it left...i was about 500 feet from my house...anyways, what happened was, it came running out of our cornfield, presumably, and slammed into the left bumper, leaving this huge mark. then it flew onto the far far right of the windshield, totally blasting it to smithereens. *cringes* and then it was gone. all i have in my head is that deer hitting the window...i mean, shit, i thought it was going to come through the window - then i'd be really fucked, eh? eh. yikes though. and plus, had i been going any faster it would have hit the driver's side door and probably came through that window, thus resulting in intense damage to the driver. me. *cries*

so i drove the rest of the way home and told my dad and was like, hysterical, and he starts LECTURING me on how to watch the fields cause the deer cross all the time - well EXCUSE ME, but i didn't seen a goddamn deer. and i mean, HELLO, i'm all shook up cause i hit the fucking thing, and i'm thinking it's laying on the side of the road, dead, and he's lecturing me? jesus christ.

so he makes me come with him to show him where i hit the goddamned thing, and there's NO TRACKS, NO DEER, NOTHING. nothing at all. he walked all around and we couldn't find SHIT. it was weird yo.

okay well my neck hurts and i'm tired, so i'm going to go to bed because the internet isn't working. so bye.

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