So I got to ride in a Z at over 120 mph. Thoughts:
Car pretty. Goes fast. Sounds loud. I'm gonna die. Do it again?I'm definitely in need of some crazy in my life - right now, it's all contained within me, and that's a bad way to be. I need a car, so I can go drive to the beach at midnight, look up at the moon, and get arrested by cops.
Maybe not the latter.
It's almost Friday - this weekend came quickly. Amazingly, the caffeine detox is going relatively well. I have SO MUCH ENERGY, holy crap, I cannot express this to you. Sadly, still suffering from a headache, but don't worry, Rico Suave is there to save me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OaXp6ewtMooInspired by watching:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0pCBGeny1DMhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f6XN4q-yH-oI've also since decided that this is an "I ate toast and got angsty about it" blog, not just the run of the mill "I ate toast this morning" blog. I can't decide whether toast with angst is better than toast without.