August 11, 2006

• yeap; still alive.  hello.  still alive, despite the
  universe's unending attempts to make me otherwise.  i survived a
  near-collision...twice...with the same guy.  i was coming up the
  405, getting ready to exit, when i look up and see these bright, blue
  headlights, coming up too fast from behind, too close to break in time.  i
  figured i was about to die.  but before the thought could finish
  itself, the guy swerved hard to the left and smashed into the center
  divider; little chunks of concrete falling to the ground, dust swirling
  in the light.  i started dialing 911 as i continued very slowly
  down the off-ramp, still in a daze, still trying to calculate an
  objective distance; how close i had just come to death.  and it
  rings and rings and...oh shit!  there's the same dude, coming
  right at me again, way too fast down the off-ramp.  he swerves
  into the dirt and misses me again (is it the red paint job?); speeds
  off down a local street.  a message, then it hangs me up; so much for 911. 

  and i'm starting a smoking cessation program; patches, wellbutrin,
  group talk and everything.  one way or another, i'm going to be
  done with cigarettes.  it's not a relief just yet, because it
  hasn't started yet, but i'm looking forward to the eventual relief, and
  that's somewhat a relief in itself.

  and now, more than halfway through my vacation, the housecleaning
  begins.  i've made small, fitful starts, but today is the true
  first day of it.  no more shall my domicile resemble a
  college-student's apartment.  the tower of pizza boxes has already
  been banished; it took three trips, but the thing no longer intimidates
  me with its indictment of neverending sloth.  i am free of its
  oppressive presence.

  and there remains the issue of restoring music to my automobile. 
  it's lack has been wearing on my very soul. 

  and then, maybe the
  dentist.  maybe.

  • 6:19 pm
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