Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Oh no it wasn't sex he wanted! How vain of me to suppose such a thing!

It was to help him write his college report because I am smart!

Fucking hell I'm fifteen years old again telling people the wrong answers to their homework and then they have the fucking cheek to suggest teaching as a career since I'm so helpful.

I am going insane. You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to watch Steve McQueen drive a Mustang around San Francisco. My mustang. And Vanishing Point is showing on Sky later this week although there's no stunt woman tied to the hood so it's not quite as awesome but that car. It's the biggest reason why I can't be bothered learning to drive. There are no cars these days I can get excited about. They're all too round and ugly and bleh. I want a car that is personally responsible for a new hole in the sky. I want long long stretches of road and a goddamn beautiful car to charge down it. I need me a rich man. Then I can grow up and be a professional hypocrite, best life plan ever. You know it hurts to watch Pimp my Ride with all those beat up gorgeous cars ruined with stupid paint jobs and tv screen in every surface. I've watched The Princess Diaries several times because she drives this:



Oh I am only online because I can't decide if my character should die or not and I'm so close to finishing and I can't make up my mind and gah. I'm leaning towards no because dying is so obvious.

1 comment:

rob k said...

do a harry potter. die and bring back. anger the christians by compaing him to god!!!