you wake up, making love to the wall
i hate waking up late. this morning i wanted to be up at 8 am so i could take a shower and take my car in to midas, but of course that didn’t happen. grr. i apparently forgot to slide the alarm into the “on” position. so my body wakes up at 9:16 after i dream two dreams, one of whigh leaves me all kinda sad and etc. the other one is about the american socialist party endorsing nancy boyda and me getting in this huge fight with them. wtf. we don’t even have a socialist party to endorse boyda in this state. it was really fucking insane.
so i arise and i’m like “well shit. its 9:16” and i call midas and they can still get me in so i like grind my car down there and by like 9:35 and they say no harm done and its not that big of a deal.. so yah everythings all settled and now i’m just kind of waiting to get the car back.
i saw garden state again last night with j. its such a fucking awesome movie. really. sometimes, i think i am natalie portman. other times, i think i just want to dye my hair that color; and still other times, i think hat i’m putting new brake pads in my car (please don’t let it be more than that…) and i damn well better not spend money on my hair.
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I was ‘googling’ Jewel lyrics and this entry popped up; I don’t really know why, actually, but I am glad it did. I was reminded of — a few people and things but mainly — Garden State and the love story my Jill (much like the J you watched this very movie with) and I have attached to it and the amazing effects it has had on my life.
Thanks.. .