I went driving with my dad today. Plenty of driving. I'm not so scared of it anymore. I used to have, like, mini panic attacks every time I sat in the driver's seat. Of course, I still avoid the highways and I still have slight issued with full parking lots, but I am so much more at ease. :D I'm so brave, you guys!!1!!1
MY DREAMS ARE TORTURING ME WITH AWESOMENESS. I was a zombie slayer last night. Yeeah, I had a very cool rifle, and I shot those motherfuckers down! I was on some creepy island, Lost-esque, and I was all cool and in control. There were some other people with me, and they all listened to me like I was the leader. "Don't worry, we'll get through this night."
...Shut up, it was a good dream. The bad thing about those dreams is that I wake up and think, shit, why can't I really be like that?
But whatevs. I'm eating a baby bottle pop. And I'm wearing a temporary tattoo.
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