despite what you said in that PM, its a lot better than a lot of the stuff on here.
so, here's the bits i liked best. especially at 12:26 in the morning.
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In another ten minutes he would have been up twenty hours straight, and no amount of caffeine and nicotine would be able to take the place of a good night’s sleep.
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so terribly, terribly true.
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Most of the local stations were only tolerable in limited doses, thanks to a new generation of lousy disc jockeys who wouldn’t know good music if it blew their tone-deaf ears out
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music around here is like that.
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Those few lights still burning shone from the all-night gas stations, havens for passing truck drivers with their stale donuts and twenty-four hour coffee supply. Wolfe wasn’t much for stale donuts or coffee, but he could’ve used a sandwich about now. Unfortunately, gas station sandwiches were only slightly newer than the donuts and occasionally subject to chunks of mystery meat. Under the circumstances he was willing to go hungry. He bypassed the stations in search of more palatable options.
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i've had thier mystery meet. wolfe is obviously more intelligent than me.
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He needed a new hobby. Or a girlfriend. Or a new source of funds. Right now he’d be happy with a radio station that didn’t play crap. Enough was enough. He killed the radio, stubbed the cigarette in the ashtray, and turned for home.
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story of my life, man.
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Wolfe coasted through school the next day, neither fully awake nor completely asleep; something he could pull off on the rare occasion he had no tests or quizzes scheduled. Today was one such occasion. He escaped with his grades more or less intact and a minimum of homework to interfere with his weekend. What homework he’d been given he’d probably ignore and rush through Sunday night or Monday morning. By the time he reached the parking lot he had forgotten the assignment altogether.
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you have no idea how many times i've done this in the past year.
you make me smile, dillo.
~Crzy
