someone stole my bike. my crappy, old, beat up bike. what a jerk.
now i have no way of getting to and from work. other than walking, that is.
man.
seriously.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
it's been a little while
since my last post. i've moved into my apartment with my friend sarah and i have resumed daily life to some extent. working a lot, trying to move my stuff and still squeeze in time for schoolwork. things like eating have kind of fallen by the wayside because i have such an unpredictable schedule, so i've not been feeling so hot. but, on the bright side, this week is over now and it's time for the weekend (thank goodness). anyhow, i had a crazy dream just before i woke up this morning.
i was somewhere out in the middle of nowhere. i was in a gas station and this guy came in to rob the place. i was on the drink aisle at the back of the store so i crouched down and hid. unfortunately, the guy stuck his head over the aisle. he had a gun, so i tried to avoid him by scooting around to the other side, but he saw me. i was wearing a little summer dress and flip flops, so i'm guessing it was summer. anyhow, it was night time. the guy had already shot and killed the clerk and someone else in the store so i knew he was probably going to hurt me, too. he came around and was joking with me, he was unattractive and a little overweight. he thought i would be afraid of him so he let down his guard just enough to brag to me about the terrible things he had done and to show me his big, scary gun. basically, he was trying to freak me out before he either shot me or took me with him. i stood up, and i guess he wasn't expecting it because he didn't put up much of a fight when i grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head and started pounding his forehead into the floor. at this point someone who knew me, a friend i guess, came around the corner and saw what i was doing. i didn't know if i killed him or just really injured him, but there was blood on the floor and he wasn't moving by the time i stopped. i was really calm about all of it, and my friend and i left. i told her "i have to go now, i guess" and i went to wherever i'd been staying, packed a suitcase with my clothes and stuffed animals, got in my car and left. i drove west and took a different name and figured that i did what i had to do. during the entire episode i was pretty emotionless and reasonable, i really hated that i had to do that, but i felt it was necessary.
then i woke up.
man, crazy dream right? i guess the moral of the story is... if you're robbing a convenience store and you see me there, just leave me alone or it won't end too well for you.
so, now i'm up and at 'em, sorta, because i have to arrange rides and transportation of stuff which always takes a while.
i was somewhere out in the middle of nowhere. i was in a gas station and this guy came in to rob the place. i was on the drink aisle at the back of the store so i crouched down and hid. unfortunately, the guy stuck his head over the aisle. he had a gun, so i tried to avoid him by scooting around to the other side, but he saw me. i was wearing a little summer dress and flip flops, so i'm guessing it was summer. anyhow, it was night time. the guy had already shot and killed the clerk and someone else in the store so i knew he was probably going to hurt me, too. he came around and was joking with me, he was unattractive and a little overweight. he thought i would be afraid of him so he let down his guard just enough to brag to me about the terrible things he had done and to show me his big, scary gun. basically, he was trying to freak me out before he either shot me or took me with him. i stood up, and i guess he wasn't expecting it because he didn't put up much of a fight when i grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head and started pounding his forehead into the floor. at this point someone who knew me, a friend i guess, came around the corner and saw what i was doing. i didn't know if i killed him or just really injured him, but there was blood on the floor and he wasn't moving by the time i stopped. i was really calm about all of it, and my friend and i left. i told her "i have to go now, i guess" and i went to wherever i'd been staying, packed a suitcase with my clothes and stuffed animals, got in my car and left. i drove west and took a different name and figured that i did what i had to do. during the entire episode i was pretty emotionless and reasonable, i really hated that i had to do that, but i felt it was necessary.
then i woke up.
man, crazy dream right? i guess the moral of the story is... if you're robbing a convenience store and you see me there, just leave me alone or it won't end too well for you.
so, now i'm up and at 'em, sorta, because i have to arrange rides and transportation of stuff which always takes a while.
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