Before I Forget

What a night.

Work wasn't too bad, though as it's the Christmas season the new stuff isn't coming in all that quickly, so there's a lot of downtime. Booked some time off, gotta use it before the end of the year.

Cold! But no ice on the car so I'm out of the parking lot like a speedy greased thing on fire.
I did almost crash, though - Coming down this poorly-lit street about two turns away from my own road, I find myself staring at a spot on the pavement. Nothing there but I can't help staring, but manage to break the lure of the void when my tyres scrape alongside the kerb. Fun times!

That said it has made me think of something I could put up here, but I'm not too sure about how to approach it. Basically, every so often I'm driving around, or even sometimes just walking, and I'll get this feeling... not so much deja vu, more like remembering something that never happened, as odd as it sounds.

It's mostly the same; me travelling somewhere on foot or in the car, the streets are dark, the setting is an ambiguous cityscape, the worrisome night-time is at once oppressive and welcoming as if I've known these streets all my life. It's a relaxing segue from whatever journey I'm making my way though in the real world at the time, and given how boring my local area is now that I've been everywhere, it's a place I'd like to see more of.
Just a shame I can't turn it on and off like a lightswitch, might relieve some of this boredom, this ennui. But then, anything new would, eh.

AAAAAAAARGH!!!!

OhmyGodsohmyGodsohmyGods I spent all my money and I am now poorer than the dirt underneath the foundations! I'm fiscally insolvent! I am other words that describe being unable to feed myself! What? No, not like that. I mean... oh never mind.

Suffice it to say the penny has dropped on just how much I shelled out on miscellany in about two hours OH DID YOU SEE THAT HILARIOUS MONETARY PUN I MADE IT WAS GREAT YEAH.

I'm going to regret this post, I just know it; the contempt the internet has for me just seethes over my wireless connection. But right now I don't care! My head is a vacuous wasteland bereft of imagination this night so I can but spout some mindless rot to shave some precious minutes from my pointless life to harry on the new day where still nothing will happen!

Why do I live like this? When will my time come?! Oh Fate you feckless charlatan, when will you yield, relent and raise thine spikéd boot from my face and let me prosper, frolic with the wee faerie folk and whatnot.

On an unrelated note my trigger finger feels particularly weak tonight, no idea why.

Also hello. If you're readin' this, whilst lovely, you've probably gotten lost. So terribly terribly lost. But then, it has been quite foggy out as of late so I can forgive you.

Check spelling. Internet is not a word. Disregard spell check.