I’m already feeling like an angry asshole today. Last night all I have been thinking about is how much time I’ve wasted with my life. And I don’t feel like writing a book about it right now. I just wanted to get in my car, full throttle, drive… nowhere.
I also woke up to tire tracks in my lawn cause the construction crew doesn’t give a fuck. And now I just want to fight with someone, which I gave a mouth full to the foreman… This is not the first time shit like this has happen, they need to stop dicking with my lawn. “Oh it’s not me, it’s the concrete truck” okay jackass, you direct the truck, direct him not to drive on my lawn, not that hard. Of course he couldn’t understand that for some reason, he just gave me the dismissive okay to get me to shut up. Yeah okay, how about I throw a rock onto your fresh concrete tonight… No, I won’t do that, just fun to think about.