Friday, September 15, 2006 - 2:17am
As you can see its a little late, or early for some people
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so Im going to keep this entry short.. wich may not happen but hey.
okay, so today I realized that stopping and smelling the roses can at times also help you forget about things that really shouldnt be forgotten about.
I was on my motorbike cruseing around town enjoy the nice crisp cool air with the sun shineing high in the sky, a few nice soft and fluffy white clouds over head with the last of the birds soaring through the air in the final days of spring or fall, with the way the weather is lately who knows exactly what season it is anymore lol. might even still be summer.
anyway, as im minding my own buisness I realize my bike isnt acting right. and as I was trying to figure out what was wrong with it at 35mph going down the street, it then clicked, I totally forgot to put gas in it like I was going to before I started cruseing.
so with the last dieing gulps my bike takes of gas fumes, I manage to pull over into a Body Shop driveway, wich of course happens to be closed.
just my luck.
so I turn off my bike and start walking, when the crisp cool air turns to warm air and a block later swelltering air. so here I am in my shorts and a leather jacked sweating like a glass of ice cold water on a hot summer day.
as I make my way over to my best friends moms house, as it was luckily not to far away, I have at this point lost about 3 pounds in sweat, and I curse the weather for changeing so rapidly.
I finnaly get to her house and shes at work. so I descide I can take a break in the shade on her lawnchair and wait a few, im in no hurry and dont feel like walking home.
after all it was a nice day, and ild much rather be out side anyway, despite the heat, it was still better than being inside all day..
so about an hour goes by and I hear about 5 minutes worth of sirens and horns go past her house. at this point my interest has peaked until I acctually stand up and start walking again.
my feet were sore and blisters were starting to form on my heels...
apparently dress shoes are not meant for 5 mile hikes, you would think they would print that on the boxes as warnings but what ever.
feet hurting or not, I walk towards all the comotion of where the sirens were, people all flocking towards the scene as if scavengers had come accross a pile of rotting meat.
I see about 6 cop cars, 2 ambulences and a firetruck, at this point I think 2 things, some buildings on fire, or there was a really bad car crash.
as I clear the rear end of the ambulence my guess comes to a conclusion as I see a car impailed into the bottom of a truck that had flipped upside down with its roof smashed in, as I stumble on to the curve in exhaustion and shock the first thing that comes to mind is, do I know the vehicles?.. and are the people ok?..
as I look around useing my detective like skills I realize the people must have been wearing their seat belts, because the officials are just standing around taking statements from witnesses and participants.
so luckily no one was killed, at this point the accident is no longer a top priority, no one needs my help and me stareing is just making others uncomfortable, not to mention I still have a task of my own at hand that needs to be completed. so I walk the rest of the distance wich happened to be about 6 blocks from my house and open the door and take a deep breath, ahh finnally my journey has come to the half way resting point.
I then proceed into the living room where my step dad is watching the discovery channel.
he looks up at me and I ask with a grin on my face.
"Can you do me a hudge favor"
wich at this point he raises an eye brow and asks
"How much is it going to cost me this time?"
I chuckle a bit and tell him how I had ran out of gas and needed a ride to the gas station to fill up a jerry can and take it back to my bike.
it turns out we had some gas in the shed we used for the jetski so we took that and skipped the whole gas station trip and headed straight for my thirsty bike.
I hop out of the van with the gas can and pop the cap on my bike and give it the much needed gas it requires to run.
as I insert the key my step dad takes it upon him self to start my bike for me as he figures I ran out of gas so I dont know what im doing..
boy was he wrong.
anyway, he turns my gas line into the off possition thinking its the on possition and as I try to correct him he points out symbols on the reserve part and says, well if I had it in this direction it would be reserve.
so after about 5 mins of him fittle farting around I step in and take over.
disgruntled he accepts and I turn the tank back on and get the bike primed with the choke and he insists we bump start it. so I beging to push the bike and he hops on and drops it into first and pops the clutch, *bike fires up* at this point im a little frusterated and wished he woulda just let me do it, cause I coulda got it fired up without useing unessessary running wich hurt my blistering feet.
regardless I got on and ziped down the street leaving his van in the dust, I then go to the gas station and fill my tank, glug, glug, glug, tink. 5 dollars later my tanks full..
gotta love motorbikes. cheap and fast.
so I go home and park my bike and begin playing more hearts online. and then I get a message from my girlfriend reminding me that a represenitive for some college is comeing to talk to us about Video Game design.. so I shoulda been in bed a couple hours ago but instead im here writeing you all lol. I doubt ill acctually follow through with going to the college, I already know how to program video games. and now days, the schools teach you with programs, its not like back in the day where you had to make your own pictures and sprites and backgrounds and what not, now you load everything from a premade licenced data base and click a few buttons and then reach over and press the "EASY" button you paid for and walla, you have a video game.
but regardless, companys seem to like to see the piece of paper that comes after you pass all your classes that you paid for.
wich if they really wanted to, instead of a a hundred thousand dollars or what ever for schooling to get the paper, I can pay 10 cents a sheet and make one my self with my scanner and printer lol.
anyway, I better be getting to bed now anyway, I dont really have anything else to say, you already know how my day went and now you can look forward to seeing my post for tomorrow about how the meeting went lol.
speaking of wich, even though this is off topic lol, yeah, figure that one out. lol
im starting to wonder if anyway acctually reads this..
or am I just typing for the sake of self documentation.
cause if no ones acctually enjoying, or simpley just reading, as this cant be to enjoyable lol. then what am I really doing it for?..
oh well, I guess ill find out if anyone comments on it or something lol.
you all have a great night and ill keep writeing more tomorrow if I remember.
good night.