bleh. I’ve posted this before which is really only testament to my blatant un-originality.
Abstract of archived post for your convenience:
The garbage truck comes every Friday morning and wakes me up. There is much sadness.
Today, I was jolted awake at 6:45; which, I think, is a little ridiculous. It was still dark out fer fooks sake! While literally stewing in my own bitterness, listening to the beep beep beep, whiiir CRASH CRASH repeat, and unable to actually get up and ineffectually stare at them from my window, I found myself laughing hysterically when the incessant noise and vibration set off a car alarm as well.
“Well, that’s just the fuckin’ best.” I thought to myself, and pulled myself out of bed to crawl to the bathroom.