Motherfuck the Weather
What song is my title from. I honestly can't remember and it's driving me crazy. It's not Common. . .but it's close.
At any rate. I'm about to go off on a rant here. If you don't like it when I rant, or when I talk about Nena in any way that is indicative of my caring about her. You might want to not read this.
You've been warned.
WHAT THE FUCK. Why in the blue hell am I NOT allowed to SEE this woman? Huh? Who the fuck am I? Job? Seriously, it's as if the universe has it out for me right now.
I haven't seen Nena since January 13 and now, it looks like I won't see her this weekend.
Yes, we did see each other for Valentine's Day. However, we arrived in Chicago on Friday at 5p. Spent 35mins alone at O'Hare and then were with my family. Yes we had our date (which I will now have the time to write about) and then we were with my family again. She left Sunday at 8a. This, in my mind does not constitute seeing her. This distance thing is starting to piss me off.
Nena has tried to drive down here twice since late January only to be stopped by the weather. There was even the time a few weeks ago (which I may now write about because I'll have the time) where she was STRANDED IN IOWA FOR TWO DAYS.
MOTHER FUCKER.
I was supposed to drive up this weekend. BUT GUESS WHAT!?!? There's a STORM COMING OUR WAY. AGAIN!!! It's been great here in Lawrence for the past few weeks. Fucking brilliant weather, same with The Minny. And now that I have to time to go see Nena, THERE'S A STORM ROLLING THROUGH HERE. Not just any storm, but a storm that looks JUST LIKE THE ONE THAT STALLED OUT AND STRANDED NENA IN IOWA.
Can you tell how pissed I am?
Now that my trip has been called on account of weather, I know that nothing's going to happen. It's going to be a fucking tropical paradise all the way from Duluth to OKC. However, I also know that if I do drive up there, I'm gonna end up in a ditch before I get to Indianola.
Why, why does the universe hate me right now? What the fuck do I have to prove? What did I do wrong? Huh? All the women I cheated on- cheated on me first, I pay my taxes, I brake for animals, I vote for progressive leadership that will move us toward an egalitarian society, WHY DO THIS TO ME?
I know this isn't being done to me, per se.
It's just external circumstances fucking up my flow. And I really don't fucking appreciate it.
I'm sure I'll go off on this again. But for right now. That'll do.
I think nenie needs some happy time. I'd like to suggest The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series. It's funny stuff, I think you'll dig it.
"Motherfucker the weather"
Scarily close to Henry Rollins' "El Nino" rant.
As for the rest of it...I just don't know.
Sorry Buddy.
I have an El Niˆío rant. Wanna hear it?
yes.
Hang on, let me talk to my people and see if we can get this weather thing straightened out. I'll get back to you.
Thanx babe, I appreciate it.
I know where the song lyric came from. OutKast, duh.
"Vibrate" off of "The Love Below."
Let me try that post again.
S'right baby, you talk to your peeps. I know you've got your connections. Work it baby.
And the El Niˆío rant is coming soon.
aaahhhh....much better boo
heh, my (almost) wife called me boo
now i've heard everything
>now i've heard everything
That's what I thought when she called you snookie-pook-ums...
Pookie, she called me Pookie asshole. Get it right or pay the price.
That name has since been changed to The Pookster, thankyouverymuch.
Yeah, you can remember however you want Big Buy. Nena was oscillating between pet names all night, and when you burned yourself "snookie-pook-ums" was what came out.
Don't worry...you're still tough...and hip...and with it.
C'mon yo, what was she supposed to say? I'd just burned my gut on a cookie sheet.
Hrmmm, the more I talk, the worse this sounds, eh?
"snookie pook-ums." I'm amused!