I'm Sorry Mr. Wawa Assistant Manager.

Dear Mr. Wawa Assistant Manager,
I am sorry I tried to buy stuff that was too expensive for the amount of money i was carring on me. I am also sorry that the money i was carring was in gift cards, and therefore unable to cancel out two of my orders when i wished to remove them. Maybe it would have been alright if i had canceled the first camera and kept the second...but i didn't. Now not only could you not remove one item from the recipt (which i failed to grab at the end) But you could not remove two. A most enfuriating task; and i am sure you are damning me to the burning depths of hades because of this.
Perhaps the endeavor wouldn't have been quite so bad if everyone else in the entire Wawa hadn't finished finding their orders at the exact same time i had found mine. Maybe if i was at the end of the line, instead of the beggining, your patience may have been spared...but as the store filled up like a clogged water pipe, you were still stuck with me. The old lady, old man, young lady, dying lady, and old man would have been relived to see me go, but some of them died in the process. I'll be sure to send flowers.
Most of all i'm sorry you had to pay me back in cash...something your not allowed to do, because you had few other options and i'm sure you just wanted to get rid of me as fast as possible. But be consoled in this...I will not return to you with another gift card. Instead, i will go to the slacker who sat behind you the entire time, ignoring the dramatically lengthing line and settling to laugh at you while you were busy pressing enough buttons on the keypad to detinate a nuclear warhead.
Sincerely,
OnyxLunacy

P.S. I have attached a link in the title...please be sure to click!

Quote Of The Day:
"Hi bed, how are you?"
(bobs up and down on the old, squeaky mattress...while the mattress groans and grumbles in general protest to life.)
"Oh, I'm fine...I'm glad you are too!"
-Jereality

Desolate

Lunacy...
The breeding ground,
for sanity.


The crazier I feel,
the more I relate to everyone else.

I am the what?

I remember the good old xanga days...those times when i wrote everything about myself because i knew for a fact the site was not read. I had the power to be stupid, and i had a few laughs. I had insight about my daily life that well..was not envy'd, but it was something to occupy my time with.
Then I got a blog, and i feel the unneccesary desire to be uber careful with all my posts. How backwards is that? This is the twilight zone blog. Anyway, i stayed home sick today...and my workload tomorrow is cringeworthy. However I have only 3 more days until I have a meet-and-greet with an Author, so hopefully my week will fly. Or, at least keep up a steady crawl.
It occured to me today that...nothing. Nothing occured to me today, i lied. You have been cheated...how does it feel? That's right; I had no deep thoughts at all! I had a plethora of deep thoughts yesterday, but i wasn't in the mood to post. Gotta love those whims.


P.S. the pictures on the site are disappointingly not by me...I have zero talent with a camera and i can't take pictures worth a damn. Besides, taking a picture and hosting it online is beyond my capabilites. Talk to me in twenty years.

Quote Of The Day:
"Congratulations, you are the biggest loser!"

Clandestine

I Don't Usually Make An Entire Post A Quote...But This Song Is Amazing. (I have "bolded" my favorite parts. I reccomend everyone to look up this song and have a listen)
"Jack's Mannequin The Mixed Tape lyrics"
This is morning
That's when I spend the most time
Thinking 'bout what I've given up
This is a warning
When you start the day just to close the curtains
You're thinking 'bout what I've given up
Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now?
As I rearrange the songs again
This mix could burn a hole in anyone
But it was you I was thinking of
I read your letter
The one you left when you broke into my house
Retracing ever step you made
And you said you meant it
And there's a piece of me in every single
Second of every single day
But if it's true then tell me how it got this way
Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now?
As I rearrange the songs again
This mix could burn a hole in anyone
But it was you I was thinking of
And I can't get to you
I can't get to you
I can't get to you
Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now?
As I rearrange the songs again
I swear to God this mix could sink the sun
But it was you I was thinking of
And this is my mixed tape for her
It's like I wrote every note
With my own fingers

Collision

Tightly knotted limbs,
close your eyes and listen to the shudder.
wind ripping across the earth.
A clash of worlds...
of experience.
The old watching the new...
wary of it's advances.
We creep across the earth like mold,
destroying in our wake.
soon the world will be encased in cement.
And all our plants will be plastic.