Monday, May 25, 2009

puff puff pass

the past few have been super super weird
but today was perfect.
after another day of clearing our heads of all its complicated matters, I feel as though the tension in the air has disappeared. discussions were had and conclusions were drawn
went for abike ride and had ice cream
and went dumpstering and found two pinatas
and hugn out with someone iv never really hung out with before, other than a super quick visit hello.
then smoked weed and talkeed about nonsense and whales with lauren.
and watched planet earth.

i got a soccer ball today and something i needed but didnt want to go spend money on or ask questions about in a store.

sirens always go past this place. constantly.
I mean, there's a bloody firehall right across the street. When you are having conversations with someoneon in my home, any talking needs to be paused, while we wait for the blaring sirens to come and go beffore conversation can be resumed. hardly an inconvenience, but I am sure you will find some people that would complain about the noise here.
That ambulance or firetruck that just screeched past, affected anyone within a distance of it. And the people that only had to hear the siren were the least affected compared to the others. On the crappy end of the stick, that specific ambulance arrived at a car crash and people there arent in good shape. I wouldnt say the paramedics love that part. Or the witnesses. Or the dispatcher that took the 911 call.
So those fucktards that complain about an ambulance that caused them to pull aside so it could pass... or the idiots that complain about the noise the sirens make being so loud that they miss three words of their second favorite prime time show... or wake them up in the middle of the night...
well they suck. And I wont tell you what.
People dont think about that enough; that what they got is good. I guess I remember that sometimes and hope its easier to think of next time.

1 comomo's...:

V said...

any time i hear an ambulance i shudder, i feel cold, a small part of me that has rebuilt itself crumbles once more...
everyone wonders what happened to my nursing career, how can one be a nurse when they mentally crawl to a corner and rock themselves intoa state of oblivion any time they hear an ambulance...