As I write this the moon is high above and in a phantasmagorical state. It's the kind of moon that makes me wish instead of writing outside in the hot sticky stale air, I was in a field. Far away from the lights and the real life. Completely alone. In the type of field that would promise a girl death. In particularly, my death. An obscene;perverted;beastly death. Not that I want to die in any manner. Pleasant or not. But this moon makes me want to be in that field that looks like it would promise death but in my particular scenario, I would be alive and full of thoughts.
This week has been full of lots of things. A small bout of sexual harassment (which is complete bullshit), time spent with friends, goodbyes, and hellos. As I continue writing this, I see that I need to read more because I am misspelling a whole plethora of pictures. But really, I've worked every day this week and next week promises even more.I can't wait to find a job where I can wear nail polish anytime I want. But this paycheck that I've been working for is going to go towards a particular goal. I have a NEW car. A 2010 grey Chevy Cobalt 2 dr LT. It's super sessi. Her name is Thérèse Rambo- the Silver Bullet. It's really stellar. I have XM, power windows and locks, and an I-POD hook up. It's so hood.
Ai, so this week has been hectic. I'll be glad to find a job that speaks to me, one that has me doing something that really matters. That's all I'll say about that on this post. Because I am quite lucky to have the job that I do have.
So, I sold Rambo. The car that has been my life since I was 16. I sold it to some lovely people. I went out to meet them because I had to get a feel for them. They were the cutest couple ever. He was pretty stoic, and she was completely excitable. She was so adorable. It was a completely fortuitous. I have a tag holder that says "Nole Girl" and their daughter is going to FSU next week. And the car just fit them and I informed her that his name was Rambo and she agreed to keep the name, because it was only fitting. They will be picking it up on Monday.
Tomorrow will be lovely. I will be having a girl date with my girl Ly Ly. We are going to be spending time in the great Florida outdoors. But, perhaps, as I suspect, we may just laze around and go to the movie Dinner With Schmucks. I hope I don't feel bad for Steve Carrel because I am so in like with him. Yesterday we went for a tiny hike in the preserve by my house. It was good to sweat out all the toxins I had drank the night before at I Bar. That is my favorite nightspot in the world. Really, it is. Before that, we saw Beach Party from 1963 in a park on a blanket. It was so much fun. Time spent with lovely girls and laying under the sky. "Briing me my pendulum kiddies, I feel like swinging". But really I like bad habits. I do. Lately. It's not an all the time thing but I enjoy drinking, smoking, cursing and just being bad. I know I'm not being really "bad" per se but for this lil girl, it's bad enough and in my head, it's bad. SO there you go.
I cleaned my room today, it's loverly. I am excited to go out tomorrow. I miss Jilly big time.. Life is good. the moon is alluring. To quote the last line of the book because it's quite apropos for my life. I am ready to be alone. <3
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