nothings gonna change my world....nothings gonna change my world (Across the Universe)

"will i lose my dignity? will someone care? will i wake tomorrow from
this nightmare?" - go watch Rent cause I liked it. that should be good
enough a reason. (sorry....don't feel like doing my usual cinematic bla
bla on it. just trust me if you like modern day musicals.)

it's frickin frigid in the windy city. we've been in single digit weather
for the past week. i have to sit in my car for at least 10 minutes for it
to warm up. you'd think 10 minutes is nothing, but 10 minutes in a
freezing car w/out playing music and sitting in the dark, shaking, while
trying to think how eskimos do it -- WELL, that's just too long in my
lifespan and impatience creeps it's nasty little head into my mind - "Come
on buddy....just go....the car will warm up as your driving." BUT I fight
back - "Impatience, why do you always make me rush things?! warming up the
car will defeat the purpose if i just go and warm it up as i drive. I'm
warming up my car to help maintain a well running machine as old as my car
is. Besides ....what's the hurry? The nudey bar closes at 2." HAHA!

This just made me think of an idea. IF you had to name yourself a word
that described you....but it became your actual name (i.e. the name
Impatience alla my last dialogue conversation from the previous paragraph),
what would you name yourself? Love? Constance? Nervous B.? (B. standing
for Breakdown.) or maybe even a position that stereotypically fits you.
Frat boy? Runner? Worker? i think i would name myself "Taken for
Granted." and NO...this isn't my pity cry...you frickin selfish pricks!
all i'm sayin is that i easily get taken granted for cause i like to do
things for people and yes, i go further than needed if possible. i just
like to make people smile and laugh...but i mean, i'm not like this guy who
wants to be in the medical field or something where i'm ALWAYS helping
people. i just like to help people in my own little way. whatever....i'm
done with this thought.

my neck hurts.

it's cold.

i'm tired (probably due to seasonal depression and present emotional
scarring).