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11:57 p.m. - Wednesday, Jan. 15, 2003
poor man's vicodan
have you ever taken like, 3 gravol at the same time when you can't sleep but you sort of have to? its awesome. It gets you all wavy, pillowy high, and then you slowly sink into a deep, cradling slumber. Nice.
Oh and another thing...
Today I was going to be late for work, so I had to take a cab, but I waited for one out on the freezing cold, snowswamp curb for sort of a long time, which made me concerned that I would be even later if one didn't come soon. Then I saw the glimmer of the taxi light in the distance, and was way relieved.
So, I was flagging the cab down, when this thick slavic meathead with a veritable CRATE of beer in tow saw me hailing it, TURNED AROUND, scurried back, stood a few meters in front of me, and proceeded to STEAL MY FUCKING CAB.
So I ran up to him and yelled "Hey you fucking asshole, this is my fucking cab!". I wrenched his door open, but he ripped it back and shouted "GO, GO!" To the driver. I pounded on the passenger side window, next to the driver's head, and was all, " NO! This is not his fucking cab, its my fucking cab!!", to which he responded by looking sort of confused, and a bit scared, really. He started to slowly pull away, but then he grabbed speed and tore off. I gave the receding car the finger and was like, "FUCK THIS!" Can you believe that shit?? THAT LAZY, UNCOUTH, COWARDLY, THIEF! It sucked so bad.
But then another cab came in like, 2 minutes, and i wasn't late for work AT all. Cool, huh?
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