Journal: Near Death -------------------------------------------Mood: The Usual
I have never come so close to death as I did last night. I should have taking the irrigation wheel line coming in the road as an omin to turn the fuck around, but no, I decide to continue on just to hang out with a friend.
Unknown to me, said friend had been drinking...and was on a total testosterone rush. We go crusing in his new Mustang...(hence the testosterone rush)...and he decides to squeel on some punks in a parking lot. That turned into a twenty minute duck and move. About ten to fifteen minutes later we're on the freeway and he decides to street race with some kid. Speeds reach over 110 and he loses control of the car, mind you, we're on the freeway, we turn a full 180 and the car dies.
Why do males have to be so fuckin' stupid????? Anyway, that's my tale for today.
Oh yeah, I almost hit a doe when I was coming from seeing Chris earlier that weekend. ...Created 2006-07-24 10:07:55 |
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