a little something different

mmm... so im down at the beach, in a hoody and jeans, under a blanket, with the laptop screen propped on a tissue box, watching letterman, and drinking some odd on-the-rocks mixture i just threw together which is pretty much half bacardi hurricane (rum) and half chi-chi's margarita gold (tequila) and its pretty much good.

meh, there is nothing much going on.

although... i am signed into my other screen name which pretty much no one knows about. ahahaha i just dont want to talk to you people. well except sharon. and i dont care if you are a loser. i dont want to deal with this shit. actually i do. i really do. but i refuse to give in, refuse to lose. so i wont speak. wait for text messages actually, like thats much better... i hold some ideal about being at the beach. like that i shouldnt have this computer and be wasting my time here doing nothing. even though it is 1150 and i dont have any friends here to hang out with and enjoy my fruity 25-proof cocktail.

i should have better things to do.

however, there are two interesting things i noticed a couple days ago. first, i was driving out to mow my grandmothers grass (yes, my job)...(pitiful eh?) and i passed a semi-truck going in the opposite direction. this truck had a big white "student driver" sign on the front. not something you see everyday. i mean i knew they existed... its just never something i ever thought of seeing in person. crazy. a couple miles down the road i saw something drop out of the air. in the split second it took me to pass the spot i noticed it was a butterfly. a dead butterfly (of the yellow with black spots variety) had just... died and dropped out of the sky to fall between the two yellow lines on the road. dying butterflies while im driving. also something i havent seen in a long while. it was sad, really, butterflies. if any creature should be allowed to live it should be the butterflies. what have they ever done to hurt anyone? what, i ask you?

ah, anyway, thats it. have a nice night.