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Time to go to sleep.  Can’t stay awake much longer.  Pumped about waking up at 5:30AM to go get my nose chopped and broken and have a tube stuffed down my throat and whatever else is in store for me.  I wish the doctor gave me some Valium or something.  I’m excited and nervous.
My iPod froze up on me for the first time on the way home from class tonight.  I forgot how to reset it and almost killed many other drivers as I mashed buttons trying to make it stop.  Well, not really… but I had to come up with something dramatic to say.

So the other night I was outside late and some guy came running up behind me.  He yelled repeatedly for me to stop.  I finally did.  He shouted about wanting to ask me a question.  I indulged.  He asked me if I had ever used oven cleaner in my apartment.  Yep, that’s right.  He said he used some and it resulted in his place smelling like burning.  It’s not the strangest random conversation I’ve had with a stranger, but it’s up there.

Jay

Jay Ratkowski runs this joint, which is why his name is on the front door. You can find him elsewhere at Google+, Facebook, or Twitter

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Jay Ratkowski runs this joint, which is why his name is on the front door. You can find him elsewhere at Google+, Facebook, or Twitter

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