dear choo-choo diary,
the 3am train just passed. why the need to blow the fucking horn 90 times i wonder? prolly all the traffic i reckon. some people at work last night thought i was their niece named pamela. ive never been a 'pam' before. ive been about everything else tho. i always get called funky names. it is because my biological mother was going to name me barbara. i am really not a barbara. barbara's are quiet and smart and use coupons at the grocery store. i am more of a nadine or a velma. i didn't go ice skating once this year. nor did i get over to danville to do the ice bumper cars either. i already know i prolly wont get an invitation to kate and prince william's wedding- and that's fine- i didn't have a thing to wear. i wouldn't have went anyway. i would have politely declined. i would have had to i am afraid, for I HAVE COURT THE DAY BEFORE AND I FEAR I COULD NOT MAKE IT. i decided anyway, the otherday, friday it was, i am no longer interested in traveling to england anymore. this is due to the savage and primitive concepts mirrored here in our paranoid land, in that people are not free to roam about- up to stonehenge. they have it fenced off and protected from the public. so while we (and the scientific smart community) are all still baffled on how the prehistoric people were able to move those huge rocks the distances they did in the time they did it- we must now fence it off- in case someone brings heavy machinery on vacation with them- and wants to cart one home.
the 3am train just passed. why the need to blow the fucking horn 90 times i wonder? prolly all the traffic i reckon. some people at work last night thought i was their niece named pamela. ive never been a 'pam' before. ive been about everything else tho. i always get called funky names. it is because my biological mother was going to name me barbara. i am really not a barbara. barbara's are quiet and smart and use coupons at the grocery store. i am more of a nadine or a velma. i didn't go ice skating once this year. nor did i get over to danville to do the ice bumper cars either. i already know i prolly wont get an invitation to kate and prince william's wedding- and that's fine- i didn't have a thing to wear. i wouldn't have went anyway. i would have politely declined. i would have had to i am afraid, for I HAVE COURT THE DAY BEFORE AND I FEAR I COULD NOT MAKE IT. i decided anyway, the otherday, friday it was, i am no longer interested in traveling to england anymore. this is due to the savage and primitive concepts mirrored here in our paranoid land, in that people are not free to roam about- up to stonehenge. they have it fenced off and protected from the public. so while we (and the scientific smart community) are all still baffled on how the prehistoric people were able to move those huge rocks the distances they did in the time they did it- we must now fence it off- in case someone brings heavy machinery on vacation with them- and wants to cart one home.
