so far i'm worn out. sure don't miss the binge drinking. i figured that out
last night as i struggled puking my brains out. i tossed and turned and i
had an ani difranco song in my head. i got up and puked again. i wanted to
stay on the bathroom floor just in case. i just couldn't hang. i told my
friend i donated my irish blood, just don't have it in me anymore. my body
rejects it and my mind wanders into oblivion mostly in the toilet. so i told
her that i need to go, they were going to hollywood and look at the stars. i
hopped into a cab and there my headache accumulated. i'd noticed that the
meter was changing every single second. i asked the driver if there's
anything wrong with the meter and he responds to me with his foreign accent,
"dun no, i'm new driver." i'm pretty certain that was his response to any
passenger in that car. i told him to look at the meter, my voice was getting
louder, "look at the meter, the price is changing every second!!!!" i told
him i'm not paying forty dollars for this ride. it only cost 20 bucks going
there last night. i've gotten to that point where i said, "i could of just
taken a helicopter." but he kept saying the same fucking thing, "dun no, i'm
new driver." AGHHHH!!! so pissed. i wasn't paying for this shit. i just kept
bitching and bitching and finally he stopped the meter. i told him to call
someone and ask for an estimate price from there to here. TWENTY BUCKS!!!!!
fucker tried to rip me off. thinking maybe i was stupid or something. he
looked at me with that dumb ass look like, "dun no, i'm new driver." bull
fucking shit. i paid the cab driver 20 bucks and my headache went away.
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