NDE, baby.
Oct. 20th, 2005 10:49 pmSo.
Yes.
... I nearly died tonight. Normally I say this and then joke, but tonight I'm serious. Nothing fun and completely dramatic, but still, near death is near death I suppose. We were driving to Taco Bell [shut it] for my dinner and some asshole pulled out into our fucking lane. And when I say right into our lane, I mean had my mother not swerved into oncoming traffic, I'd be in the hospital at the very least. As my brain is recovering from that I realize "HOLY FUCK!" Oncoming traffic... and that fucking idiot is still in sight.
Obviously I did not die. Not even a fender bender. Still, another couple of seconds and I'd be all smooshed. Uncool.
Also, tonight's CSI was good enough to catch and keep my attention. I chose CSI over sleep.
Watched The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. Totally useless trivia, but if you bought it, go watch the bus station snippet scene with Carmen on the phone. Operate under the assumption she's calling before she's fleeing the state and then laugh until it hurts.
Seriously. If that's their version of our bus station, I want you to laugh. Because oh.my.lord. Unless Summerville's got a dead-sexy bus station, someone's way off base. [again, assuming this is before Carmen leaves the city] Oh how I laughed. It hurt a little, to be honest. Hurt, I tell you. For I am well aquainted with our piss-poor bus station, having been there on more than one occasion to pick someone up and send them off. If it were that pretty, I'd be tempted to travel. :p
Um, yes. The actual movie was pretty choppy at the begining, but after awhile the scenes were longer than 24 seconds and I admit I cried like a friggin' girl. But wow, what a way to toast the idea of another flick, B. They stripped your angst away that, if memory serves, propelled you through to your next summer of woe.
That about sums it up. NDE, movies, and TV.
Yes.
... I nearly died tonight. Normally I say this and then joke, but tonight I'm serious. Nothing fun and completely dramatic, but still, near death is near death I suppose. We were driving to Taco Bell [shut it] for my dinner and some asshole pulled out into our fucking lane. And when I say right into our lane, I mean had my mother not swerved into oncoming traffic, I'd be in the hospital at the very least. As my brain is recovering from that I realize "HOLY FUCK!" Oncoming traffic... and that fucking idiot is still in sight.
Obviously I did not die. Not even a fender bender. Still, another couple of seconds and I'd be all smooshed. Uncool.
Also, tonight's CSI was good enough to catch and keep my attention. I chose CSI over sleep.
Watched The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. Totally useless trivia, but if you bought it, go watch the bus station snippet scene with Carmen on the phone. Operate under the assumption she's calling before she's fleeing the state and then laugh until it hurts.
Seriously. If that's their version of our bus station, I want you to laugh. Because oh.my.lord. Unless Summerville's got a dead-sexy bus station, someone's way off base. [again, assuming this is before Carmen leaves the city] Oh how I laughed. It hurt a little, to be honest. Hurt, I tell you. For I am well aquainted with our piss-poor bus station, having been there on more than one occasion to pick someone up and send them off. If it were that pretty, I'd be tempted to travel. :p
Um, yes. The actual movie was pretty choppy at the begining, but after awhile the scenes were longer than 24 seconds and I admit I cried like a friggin' girl. But wow, what a way to toast the idea of another flick, B. They stripped your angst away that, if memory serves, propelled you through to your next summer of woe.
That about sums it up. NDE, movies, and TV.
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Date: 2005-10-21 12:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-21 01:20 pm (UTC)I'm glad you're ok, hon. *snuggle* Gotta keep you around so I can keep sending fun books your way.