wtf

First off I should apologize for calling the gentleman that helped me in such a surreal way yesterday a "bum". Homeless doesn't even seem to work because I'm sure he called many places home depending on where he felt more comfortable at the time. In a way I'm jealous of his ultimate freedom. Not so much of his smokers cough, though I almost asked to bum one in a moment of weakness.

Everything in stride, I come out of classes today to find some guy, "I'm assuming maybe wrongly" had parked his old ranger on my front bumper because he pulled 2 feet over his spot into mine.

Scrawling "ASSHOLE" on his windshield in chapstick made me feel somewhat better, I did leave a picked flower under his wiper blade to add confusion.

Onto the appt. women look forward to yearly, they found an alien life form in one of beasts! oops, breasts. Excellent.

Me out loud to myself while walking to my car, "Okay God, what the hell?"

God, "Ohhhhh, you admit I exist eh?"

Me: fist to air: "Very funny. A little god damned extreme dontcha think?"

God: "I do what I have to."

Me: "Yeah, well I still don't believe"

God "But you just asked me to damn something..."

Back to living as if I'm underwater.