May. 2nd, 2007

Choices

May. 2nd, 2007 11:13 am
plural: (king)
So
Life has been insane lately
I haven't check my journal in a week
bad me

Samantha & I leave for Sao Paulo
early early friday morning

We're heading straight from the airport
out to Maresias for a few days at the beach
then return to SP on Tuesday for the rest of our trip

I'm quite excited and looking forward to making progress
on my next life plan

after all as it was put to me recently
in a delightful little forward from [livejournal.com profile] radiantsun
life is all about choices
and this trip will help me make some better ones
[isnt research great]

oh

and speaking of choices

it said in the email [livejournal.com profile] radiantsun sent me
that life is about choosing positive attitudes and responses to things
which
I agree with entirely

Take the other day

I was running around with Samantha
doing errands
and getting annoyed
because apparently it was stupid people day
and
nobody thought to tell me

I had
not one
not two
but three idiots driving on the wrong side of the fucking road

the gem of these
was a young lady who
upon seeing the car coming in the opposite direction
merely applied her brakes
and froze like a deer in head lights

so all day
I'm getting frustrated and annoyed
by various idiots
wishing I could just smack the crap out of them

then
while driving down Rainier Avenue
about a block away from Martin Luther King Way
with my sister and Samantha in the car
I was stopped in traffic
when the fucker behind me honked

we arent moving
the car in front of us isnt moving
the bus in front of them isnt moving
and none of the cars in sight are moving

and

the fucker behind me honks again

You see, I've always believed life was always about choices
having the right attitude
and taking action to ensure your own happiness

so I made a choice
and said to Samantha

"Thats it, I'm gonna kick that motherfuckers ass"

I slammed the car into park
yanked on the emergency brake
jumped out of my car
hauled ass back to the car behind me
leaned into the window
grabbed the fucker with both hands

and gave a great big hug
to my friend Nathaniel


I'm still relishing the surreal looks of panic
on the faces of Samantha and my sister
as they thought I'd completely lost it
in a neighborhood of town it isnt advisable to lose it
[i.e. people get shot for shit like that]

I had, of course, recognized Nathaniel
after the first time he honked

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