Friday, September 30, 2005

Highway 90

have you ever had TOO much to blog about? that's me right now. the whole hurricane and gridlock experience. getting back to work in the midst of a vacant town. work finally taking an upswing. taking on a cool part time job at crosspoint. i am pregnant with ideas and thoughts - rants and philosophical questions. but i am completely incapable of writing them all down. too much time to unjumble my thoughts and write them down coherently and it would be too long of a narrative if i did unjumble anyway.

at the same time, i feel like that is the next entry i should include. why throw something urbane up here when i have interesting and funny stuff?

because i have a freakin' life and i don't have a flippin' clue how to share all of the vomit up in my head. so with that being said, i'm going to skip that whole chapter. but i will give you a mental picture that i think surmises the entire episode: driving through east Texas at 3:30 in the morning, hopped up on Dr. Pepper and Starbucks Double Shot. Surrounded by 2.5 million of my closest Houston friends. Drinking my only food: Slim fast shakes, which, if you don't know, act like a diuretic. With absolutely no restrooms in sight.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

You really should capitalize the first letter of your sentences, but hey do what feels right. Just thought Id throw it out there. Hope your doing well. Luv ya man.

Anonymous said...

I find it ironic that a person who cannot punctuate well has no problem correcting somebody else.

am

Anonymous said...

I find it ironic that a person who cannot punctuate well has no problem correcting somebody else.

am