getting the fucking out of dodge today

Savannah, Georgia on thursday til sunday.

I can't explain to anyone how much I really need this.

Driving with Lou and Rich, leaving when I get done work at 9 on thursday.

Fireworks, skateboarding, shorts, bikes, Don, high-fives, I-95 for 12 hours.

I can't fucking wait to shoot roman candles at my friends.

I would rather die today than deal with the money issues I have. I like to think about getting hit by a car, or slipping on water in a store, or getting shot in the back of the head for my empty wallet from an idiot thug. All of those things would be better than dealing with money. 

I don't think the luxury of getting run over by a bus is going to happen today though. 

I want my life to be a Silver Jews song, but a good one, because right now it's a sad one. 

3 weeks to save as much money as I possibly can. Peanut butter this week, tuna next week, peanut butter again for the week after. I need this adventure.

I'm the sorry sap this side of the universe.