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i tried to pick a fight at the gas station.
i was driving to work. and i needed gas. but no one was letting me over to make the right into the station. so i finally just went. and i did, in fact, seriously cut this mook off. and he followed me into the gas station. and i'm already workin on fillin cause i gotta get to work, didn't even realize he was sitting there till he calls over, "that was real fucken smart!" and i'm actually about to apologize but shit, i haven't done anything wrong since running into that dude's car in sf and telling him to get back in his car and forget about it coz' nuthin' happened.
so, i give him a pair of thumbs up and am all, "thanks! i'm glad you liked it!" and go back to my business. and sure enough, "you're a fucken asshole!" which gives me the oppurtunity to rub my crotch at him and say, "nah matey, i'm a dick, get some!".
i was hoping that would do it. but he was a pussy. and drove away. yelled asshole again. and was gone.

i may have lost my health insurance that i've had for ... 36 hours. goddammit. so i go to college tomorrow to see if i can lie my way out. solid.
then i was going to go somewhere else. to buy something. but i don't remember what that was. so that may. or may not. happen.
tacos. 15 of them.