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last chance texaco |
| 2002-10-07 : 3:24 p.m...locked |
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a week ago somebody called me a genius, and last friday after a hurricane-caused power outage, i somehow managed to set my clock two hours ahead of the time it actually was. when my alarm woke me up for what was ostensibly eight-thirty, i got showered, dressed, and was en route to school when the radio dj informed me that it was almost seven forty-five. i looked at my watch to confirm this, then bashfully turned my car around and went home to sleep for another hour. upon arrival at my apartment, i discovered that my driver's side door no longer opens. it is forever locked. and now i'm faced with a dilemma: do i just climb over to the passenger side to let myself in and out of my car every time i go somewhere, or do i leave the windows down and go "dukes of hazzard" style? how will this affect any dates that i might go on? what happens when all of my door locks freeze up? if only i had an ejector seat. bad day all around, was last friday, but then i remember that there are people out there who listen to creed and puddle of mudddddd without irony; that there are people who are in their middle thirties and work at toy stores; that there are people who spend hundreds of dollars on shoes; that there are people who think that avril lavigne is pretty cool. and all of a sudden, my problems really don't seem like all that big a deal. |