::psycho groupie cocaine crazy::

[zfreelance]

I am seriously considering drop-kicking my car into a lake. It stalled out while I was driving it uphill, so I had to sit for about an hour in the blazing heat, waiting for my friend with jumper cables to come by, watching car after car drive past. I just started shouting insults at anyone who made eye contact.

Bunch of assholes.

The car still isn't working, but we pushed it into a parking lot so it can just sit and think about what it's done.

Yeah, my mood is not all that awesome right now. I'm just hoping that our plan to drink it up later tonight does not fall through, because I need to not be sober.

Oh! Also, I'm working. So on top of being a cranky, overheated bitch, I'm a hypocrite, too.

FUCK THIS.

Edit: It is always safe to assume that my rare fits of rage are as short-lived as they are violent. With liberal application of dark chocolate, cold Earl Gray, and Ry Cooder, I feel a bit more human. -_-

Comments

[nrrrdy-grrrl.livejournal.com]

Cooder's good for most ills, I've found. Feel better.

[zfreelance.livejournal.com]

Indeed. I don't know what I would do without him. Possibly kill things.

on the tape deck

[nrrrdy-grrrl.livejournal.com]

System of a Down! Those guys were guests on a syndicated show I hosted in the late 90's and they were just amazing- both as people and musicians. I was skeptical when we first booked them, but after seeing them live and talking about the ideas behind their work, I gotta say I was completely impressed.

I still follow them now but what I'm really waiting for is a solo album from the singer. Talk about smart- and talk about a world citizen, musically. People like that are why I loved working in music and still miss it.