Yesterday was creepy day, of that I am sure, and today...today is noise pollution day.
At 7 a.m. this morning. 7 in the christfucked morning!!, a road crew decided that they should start using their jackhammer. Thanks a lot guys. I had only been asleep for about 4 hours. Then the neighborhood Harley-Davidson buff really likes to roar around the streets at 7:30ish, so add that to the growing cacophony. And of course we only live a block from the train tracks, so go ahead and toss in a horn happy conductor for good measure. This is what I had to fight in order to glean those last desperate minutes of sleep. I did not win. I can only imagine what new parents have to go through with crying children.
In other news I rode bikes with Megaman yesterday, and it was awesome and we're going to ride them all the time now. Even in our sleep. At one point I was going so fast that I passed two cars. Yeah. You know that is fast. I was like Kevin Bacon in that movie Quicksilver. That was a pretty bad ass cycle movie in case anyone cares.
Today I begin my assault on Godel, Escher, Bach
for the 300th time. The only difference now is that there is nothing else preventing me from reading it. No class. No assignments. I will win this time. I even have a blank notebook for taking notes and dialoging questions with myself. Prepare for an entirely unheard of amount of mind power and revelation.
I am going to try to work full time during the week and drop my weekend job. I just can't spend all summer locked up in dark, machine-filled buildings. I will take back my weekends. I will free up time for living. You have no idea what you're about to be hit with world. I am going to rock you so hard. Know this.