2007-01-19 - 9:36 a.m.
My car didn't start this morning, isn't that a bitch, it will be 1 year old in March, or at least i will have had it 1 year in March, and now it didn't start on the first snow day of winter 2006/2007.
My first thought was great, i won't go to school but then i remembered that moms was still at home because she doesn't leave for work until after 8:30am and so i had to go back home to tell her of my decision to skip school.
What the fuck its Friday and snowing and i don't or didn't feel like going to school today anyway.
Lucky for me moms was cool about my staying home, that is after offering to drive me to school an hour later. I hit her with my being home will give me time to finish my article about the boy with 3 arms.
Since having my "Boy from the past" story printed in the schools newspapers a few weeks ago, i knew my finishing my story, and calling AAA to take my car to the dealer, would get me out of school.
Moms was so proud of my story being printed in the schools rag. I do love when shes proud, not that i really gave a fuck myself.
What the fuck is there to be proud about, its a fucking borning ass school newspaper, full of bullshit, but i had to admit my story was kind of a hit, but too many people acted like they were surprise that i could write a story like it.
I didn't understand their surprise, am i not in the top 10% percentile of students in the Junior class. Shit im in the top 5%. So why the fucking surprise about my having an article in that bullshit rag...
Again a tap to me when Lenny the papers editor asked me if i would write another story for the next week issue.
I told him i didn't have the time, even thought i did but i didn't want to be rushed into writing another story, so thats why i gave him my non-chalant answer. What the fuck its not like i really gave a fuck, i write for me. fuck everyone else, except this morning, when i cashed writing a story for staying home.
I had 1/2 of it written a week ago, now im 3/4 threw it, but i need a punchline by weekends end.
Like my other article the boy is name D, nobody calls me Dinoboy, or Dino D, here since i stopped using that kiddy name before we moved here, but sometimes i think i should have let myself be known as DinoD, because i am DinoD, am i not?
Anyway D wakes up one day with a third arm. Im using real people names whom i know at school as the other charaters, so that should get me some props.
Ok im not gonna re-write the whole story here so let me move on.
I thought it was gonna snow most of the day but the weather channel said that we had the worst of it, I have to call AAA now to get them to take the car to the Lexus dealer, them motherfuckers are gonna here from me when i pick it up this afternoon, it better be fixed by them or someones gonna get fucked up verbally.
Im gonna tell them about the car fucking up less then a year after we brought it. FUCK THAT SHIT. I ain't having no fucking car that won't start when i tell it too..
DINOBOY..
