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This wasn't the worst year of my life but it ranked as the second worst by far.
I often cringed after getting a thought about being shot in the head. I guess I felt that was comming next since that was the only thing left to go wrong.
But, I'm probably the happiest in years because I no longer give a shit about how bad things are. I often laugh when fucked up things happen. Like 2 months ago a chick at the gas station was pissed at me for backing up to the pump when she wanted to go forward. The next day the police came to my then day job and told me I had been reported for a hit and run by the chick.
It was squashed because I had a wittness and the cops belived me because I fucking laughed so hard.
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