i have a new car. don't quite know how it happened.
working graveyard shift at hospital. bored. and tired. waiting for bar time to roll around and for the alcoholics to come rolling in after it.

i'm so bored with my life. yesterday i spent an hour on the back of a motorcycle belonging to a security guard i met at work. i want a motorcycle.

time to start asking "why" instead of "why not". maybe then i'll be more discriminatory in the things i do and the people i...do. i mean, spend time with. used to think "why not" was a good philosophy to live by, but it's recently occured to me that i def need to start caring.
but i'm on this "i'm gonna learn something from every single person i meet" trip, and until i come off of it, i'll be giving my number to the sketchiest of men out there. and anybody that asks.