Somnambulant (Alarmist)

It was a life dream before it was anything else. It was actually shaping up pretty okay.

Why is it always an elevator? She screamed for what felt like forever, chopped to silence amid a thick, wet crunch. The runner unraveled in my hands.

"It's not the fall that kills you; it's the return ride."

I let go to the screaming and sparking of gears.

I'm mostly just angry about losing the sleep.

The downside of being a very visual person is having intense, exact visual memory.

Ah. I had projects that needed the attention anyway. No big, I guess. Other than it made me terrified to turn the lights on. That was fun. XD

Freedom, Freedom (Here Comes The Freedom, Man)

ASDF RETDSIHUTGDSJHGRDNJKFDG;LIKRSE KEYSMASH BECAUSE

Driving lessons. I can afford them. And they will drive to my house, that I may drive, in car, which they have provided.

NO MORE BUS.

JESUS BUGFUCK HALLELUJAH.

Do they have a course to teach you to be even more aggressive? I wish devoutly to be a screaming terror on wheels. ^_^

The Jheti Driving Handbook (Excerpts):

Q: What do white dashed lines mean?
A: Passing allowed.

Q: What do solid yellow lines mean?
A: No passing allowed.

Q: What do you do if that gentleman in front of you accidentally cuts you off?
A: Aim for his gas tank.

Yay.